Chapter nine

Valerian's POV

Looking at her lying there... pale, fragile, and defenseless on the clinic bed shook something in him. His eyes roved over her beautiful face still covered in bruises. She looked so small lying there.

The doctor had come in earlier to tell him that now that she had woken up, she was healing at a steady rate. She needed to take things slow and before you know it, she would be on her feet and out of there soon.

She tossed her head, mumbling something under her breath. He moved closer to hear what she was saying.

"Zayn, no Zayn" she kept on repeating.

He sighed, rubbing a hand over his weary face. She'd been like that for the past two hours since she'd slept back, muttering either Zayn or Ethan's name.

He remembered how scared she was when she woke up. Even unconscious she had no rest from those bastards.

The panic attack she had when he walked over to place a kiss on her forehead lit a rage in him. For her to be afraid of a simple gesture spoke volumes. His hands