Chapter 16

Leonard looked at the pale figure lying I his blood. Her bruised body had everything that could explain the torture. He was angry about his actions and the rage that went out of his control. 

"You shouldn't try escaping in the first place." He spoke grazing his knuckles on her pale cheek the had his handprints plastered as a red mark. Her lips were busted and a patch of dry blood was pooled below the lower plump.

Even though she was looking disheveled, her body was tempting enough to make him insane. 

Her finger brushed the soft plumps where the cut was clear. A small inaudible painful moans left her mouth. She was going in and out of her senses. Every single second her eyes were trying to open yet failing to continue that. 

Leonard didn't understand when his wolf took over and his face leaned almost to her lips closing the leftover gaps they had. His hot breath fanned against her cold skin whereas her consciousness denied coming back.