After a few days of taking care of me and treating my wounds, I was well enough.
She gave me some medicine.
"You need to take these, " she advised. They will help you feel stronger and eat."
She had helped me even though I was a stranger to her, even though she had known me for a couple of days when I had stayed back home in the pack, and no one bothered to help me.
I swallowed heavily.
"Thank you," I said. "I don't know how to thank you enough."
"You don't need to." She promised me. "That's what people do. Help each other."
I hadn't seen Alpha Xaden or any of his men all through the days I had been awake.
I had remained in the room until I had completely healed.
"Those lashes on your back." She told me.
I kept quiet.
She knew who I was.
At least from what she told me, she knew that I was not Jessica.
I smiled weakly. "I was disrespectful, and I was punished."
"You weren't." She told me. "Even if you were, no one deserves this. Especially not when it's their blood that orders it."
I suddenly felt ashamed and embarrassed that she knew everything about me.
How could I explain to her that I was a bastard and nothing good could ever come out of me?
I had killed my mother when I came back from this world.
"I wish I could tell you, but I can't." She said. "You have a destiny, Jasmine. Great one. Keep that in mind."
Me? Have a destiny? All I had done alive was suffer, which I would do when I got to Alpha Xaden's pack. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
He had made that as clear as day.
"I can't stop Xaden from anything he wants to do." She said. "He is a man who is fuelled by revenge. I wish I could. And I'm sorry you are suffering for something you're innocent of."
I bit my lip.
"You kept my secret safe; you healed and cared for me," I said. "I have no idea how to pay you back."
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