Darcy couldn't help shaking after she regained consciousness. It took her a moment before she could even reply to the maids. "I am fine, I want to be alone." She told them.
Once they left she looked outside the window. It was still morning, the sun soft.
Breedmate!
She shivered again, pulling her legs up to her chest and wrapping her arms around herself. She sat there for what felt like forever trying to fight flashbacks of the horror she went through, trying to stabilize her heartbeat and breathing so she wouldn't lose consciousness again.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and the maids had already returned to ask her to have lunch but she refused. She couldn't bring herself to swallow anything. All she could think of was trying to get past her nightmare and the word that haunted her. She couldn't think beyond that.
