*Erik POV*
I held Vanessa close to me in the garden that had once been the pride of Blake Manor. Night had fallen so we had decided to make camp on the estate’s grounds. We did not dare to seek shelter within the manor’s burned ruins. Besides the countless dead bodies of Vanessa’s household and family, the structure itself was not sound and could collapse at any moment.
So instead we set up camp outside. I sent one of my men to ride back to Roger and the remainder of my army to let them know the horror we had found here. The rest of the soldiers had made a fire for me and Vanessa and another one for them a few meters away. They could sense that she needed some space.
She huddled close to me, her face nuzzled in my chest. Her eyes were closed but I could sense that she was not asleep. It was an overwhelming feeling to have one’s wolf come forth like that in a fit of rage.
