Chapter 48- Foolish Human pt. 2

Henry’s POV

Blood drips down Salara’s neck, leaking from around my teeth as I send my teeth even further into her collar bone to ensure that the mark is prominent. Beowulf howls in my mind angrily, but I ignore him and pull Salara in closer. Her body goes limp in my arms, causing me to wrap my arms around her tighter to prevent her from falling to the dirty ground.

Beowulf stirs in my mind, fighting at the tiredness that is draining away his energy in a bid to take control of my body. I pull back on my canines, pulling them out of Salara’s swollen neck before licking her wounds like I remember Savannah doing after marking me as her mate. A frown tugs at the corners of my brows when I notice that instead of healing, her wound is looking worse by the second.

‘What is happening to her?’ I ask Beowulf, releasing him from the box that I placed him in earlier.

‘Salara is not your mate you STUPID, FOOLISH human!’ Beowulf growls at me the moment that I allowed him to join me in the forefro