Chapter 32

Alpha Atticus POV

I hold Viviane tightly in my arms, she looks so small against my body. All I want to do right now is alleviate her pain. I lathered the sponge with her favorite body wash fragrance and slowly bathed her from head to toe. The rich foam acts like a second layer on her skin and I use it to massage her shoulders, “Are you feeling okay, baby?” She nods in silence.

Though I had a hard on right now, it is not my intention to take her when she is most vulnerable. I'm possessive and jealous of her but I’m not the kind of man to take advantage of a woman when she is not in her right frame of mind.

Unless, of course, she lets me. Zeus growled in my head, the idea of having Viviane rough in the tub sounds appealing to him. My wolf is behaving like the beast he is, ruthless and a savage. He loves his mate, and given the chance, I know he will try having his way.

I examined Viviane closely and the gash she previously had almost disappeared. All that is left is a faint white