Chapter Seventeen

his chest . as angry as he was he was trying to be as gentle as possible. Njar had a small smirk on his face. Arkyn glared at him but it didn't change Njar's expression. He slid his hand carefully down to the back of her thighs trying not to move her injured leg too much as he scooped her into his arms. She let out a small groan, her head moving close to his neck. He sighed, as he turned to start walking back to the pack house. Her skin against his was sending chills through him. It was a mixture of bliss and calming comfort. She let out a small moan as her leg brushed against him. The pain shooting through her he swore he could physically feel it. It sent Conan into an angry rage.

Arkyn gritted his teeth as he stopped just at the edge of the forest. He looked up at the guards, all still kneeling in their place. Anger flooded through him. His eyes shot to Njar who was now on his feet and looking at the guards as well. Njar grabbed ahold of his blade and nodded to Arkyn. Arkyn didn't