Chapter 103

Xander's POV:

Other than the sound of my hoarse breathing, the room was otherwise eerily quiet. Planting my palms on the floor, I tried to heave myself up. With painful grunting, I fell back, energy seeping out of me. There was only one thing on my mind; Delilah. I wanted to reach her by any means possible before that fucker could lay his filthy hands on her.

Still trying and failing brutally, my head snapped toward the door as I heard quick footsteps approaching. As a dark figure emerged into the shadows, I sniffed the air. The scent was feminine but totally unfamiliar.

With hurried strides, she approached me and crouched down beside me.

In the soft glow, I searched her face. My forehead wrinkled at the way she was looking at me like she knew me but I had no fucking clue about who on earth she was. Grazing her fingers on my back, she assessed my injuries and remarked humorously, "Wow, he really did a number on you even though I warned him not to harm you...yet."

Jerking her hand off