37 Chapter 37

37 Chapter 37

Damien’s POV 1

The sight of Sera lying unconscious and injured in her small bed made something primal and murderous rise in my chest. Her torn clothing, the dried blood at the corner of her mouth, the violent bruise spreading across her delicate cheek-each detail was like gasoline thrown on the fire of my rage.

*Someone hurt our mate,* Alex snarled in my mind, his mental voice sharp with protective fury. *Find them. Kill them.*

But beneath the rage was something else—an overwhelming need to kiss and possess her, to leave my mark on her bare breast. I set

down the soup I’d brought and moved to the small bathroom, gathering clean washcloths and a bowl of warm water.

When I returned to her bedside, I hesitated for a moment, my hands hovering over the torn fabric of her blouse. The mate bond between

us hummed with awareness, and despite her unconscious state, my body responded to her proximity with an intensity that made my

pants uncomfortably tight.

*Focus,* I commanded myself sternly. *She’s hurt. She needs care, not your lack of control.*

I began cleaning the dried blood from her face with gentle strokes, careful not to apply too much pressure to the bruised areas. Her skin

was soft as silk beneath the cloth, and I found myself marveling at the delicate bone structure of her face, the way her dark lashes fanned

across her cheeks.

The torn blouse had to go. As carefully as possible, I eased the damaged fabric off her shoulders, trying not to think about the way the

movement revealed the creamy expanse of her skin. Her bra was shredded beyond repair, the delicate lace hanging in tatters.

My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sight of her bare chest-pale skin marked with bruises that made my wolf howl with rage,

but also curves that were absolutely perfect. Her breasts were full and round, the nipples a soft pink that seemed to call to my mouth.

pooled low in my belly. *She’s unconscious and injured. Have

at hand, using the warm cloth to gently clean away dirt and dried sweat from her skin. Each

my hands trembled slightly as they moved over the soft

her unconscious form to

the urge to let my hands linger on her skin longer

chin, Sera stirred slightly, a soft moan escaping her lips. Her

and confused as

but carrying a hint of her usual spirit. “What exactly

you reenacting

like that, I admitted, settling into the small chair beside her bed. “Though I think you’re mixing up your fairy tales. Sleeping Beauty didn’t wake up

should have,” Sera said, trying to push herself up into a sitting position and immediately wincing as the movement

in

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have made

to steady her. “You’ve been through hell

in her eyes as full awareness returned. “Where’s Adrian? Is he safe? Did

settling on her shoulder to keep her from trying to get up. “I

me about fifteen different dinosaurs in remarkable detail, and

his room.”

flooded her features, so intense that tears began spilling down her cheeks. “Thank you,”

“God, Damien, thank you. I was so

this to you?” The question came out rougher than intended, my protective

expression darkened, pain and anger warring in her green

demanded I come home. When I got there,

me to

through my system. “They

stronger with fury. “Harold was quite excited about the prospect of having a young wife who could bear children. Elizabeth thought it was the perfect solution to their

problems.”

realized I’d moved, my hands clenched into fists as Alex howled for blood in my mind. “Give me

carrying enough alpha authority to make the windows

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