Clara stalked off to where she had seen Bolt disappear off to. She had heard that he was fighting hence she had to go check up on him.
Bolt sat down carelessly with a grunt causing more blood to ooze from his unhealed wounds. He was in pain but that couldn't relate to the pain he felt when he saw Clara and her mate standing side by side, he wanted to be the one standing by her side and having her welcome him back. Was that too much to ask?
Alpha let me help you out of your blooded clothes." Leon said as he carried with him a new clean shirt.
Let me be!" Bolt dismissed him. The image of Clara with her mate kept tormenting him....if only.....
Is Bolt inside?" Clara asked outside the tent. The guards there looked amongest themselves and nodded. There was a brief silence then the shuffling of steps into the room. Bolt didn't dare look up at Clara despite smelling her scent fill the room. Why was she here? Wasn't sure supposed to be with her mate?!
