*Soren*
When the healer, Lee, arrived with Ashley, I motioned to the bed where the strange young woman slept.
Lee immediately started examining her, frowning and making strange faces.
I looked at Payne and Ashley.
“Wait outside,” I instructed.
Neither of them protested and I shut the door gently behind them.
Crossing my arms, I leaned against the nearest wall and watched Lee examine the girl. The previous night, my drunkenness and fatigue had kept me from seeing anyone but Rosalie. Now I had a chance to really look at her.
She was much younger than I thought, only in her early twenties. No doubt beautiful—the kind of dangerous beauty that was bound to come with a troubled past, secrets, and baggage no one wanted to handle.
