Chapter 35

He stands up and pulls my head around as he looks for more abrasions. Just a couple bruises, but his eyes darken considerably with every wound he finds. The final straw is when his eyes flick down to the bite mark that the black wolf had left me. It's scarred over now; a row of pink, raised flesh from the jagged canines. A constant reminder of the man who is my real enemy.

But I seem to be the only one who can see his Mark. The one he left in my neck.

Hendrick shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath, "Are you alright?"

I'm still furious with him, but the way he asks in such a shaky voice breaks me. I lean my forehead against his shoulder and shut my eyes. "No," I sniff, "I'm not alright."

He wraps his arms around me, and I do the same. He's so infuriating and stubborn, and I hate how he's so temperamental. But, in this moment, I lap up the comfort he gives me. It's been so long since someone has held me like this. I just really need to be hugged.

"Hendrick...I'm sorry if I got you