Chapter 7

Liz POV

I sit in the hospital bed and shake fearfully. I don’t know what to say. Deimos is right; I did betray him, and there is no sense in trying to deny it. I open my mouth several times to speak, but nothing comes out.

“Get dressed,” Deimos’s growl fills the silence between us. “You are being discharged.”

Deimos tosses me a bag of clothes, and I am touched that he remembered I would need clean clothes to go home in.

I patiently wait for Deimos to leave the hospital room so I can change. Instead, he draws the curtain and waits with his arms crossed over his chest. “Change,” he commands me.

I can feel his Alpha Aura wash over me, but it doesn’t have the desired effect. “I would like some privacy,” I try to sound confident.

“I have already seen you naked,” Deimos laughs. “Or have you already forgotten?”

Memories of the shower flash through my mind, and my face heats. “I have not forgotten. But I would still like some privacy.”

“And if I don’t?” Deimos gro