25. Maritsa, my Alpha wolf

CORA

After Eleanor leaves me alone, I try to force myself to sleep. Shifting uncomfortably on my bed becomes a habit in seconds and at last, I force my eyes open and sit up. My hand flies to the tattoo on my neck and I caress it gently, I still can’t believe that it was burning so hot a moment ago. I sigh and head to the window, staring outside as the faded moon illuminates the sky.

My eyes become hazy and I smile with satisfaction, knowing that sleep will soon take over. I return to the bed and close my eyes, I drift into sleep immediately but instantly regret falling asleep.

Where I find myself is the pathway to the cottage at midnight pack, I don’t know how I ended up there but I sense that it’s not going to turn out well. The cool air blows out and I shiver as cold creeps up my skin, I head to the cottage with no other choice. At least the warmth will help me feel warm until I figure out how to get out of this place.

The inside of the cottage is not what I expected, instead, sk