My wolf? I haven't felt any different since recovering from the torture, so how could I have possibly healed from the bruises? I never saw it, as I had not gotten close to a mirror, but if Alpha Zion was saying it, then it must be true.
Regarding my stomach, it felt strange that the pain had disappeared without the involvement of a healer. I wanted so much to have my wolf, but from what I heard, I would have heard her voice or even been able to shift if that were the case.
"Alpha, I don't understand the strange things you are saying, but I haven't connected with my wolf yet. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach when I was kicked, but it's gone," I assured him. His fingers brushed my cheek, and I trembled slightly.
"Next time, call me Zion." As much as he was kind to me, it was wrong for me to take advantage of his generosity, so I quickly declined.
