Clara took off the quilt that covered her from head to toe and let out a big breath of air.

-Damn this fearful she-wolf- there was stubbornness in his voice.

She had had to force herself to go out again, although thanks to the blood she had consumed from Dixon she was not as tired as before. Still, she needed a few minutes to get full control of her body. The other Clara had already retreated into her corner in her mind. He couldn't blame her, this one was losing strength as she grew stronger.