Ally’s POV
My gasp was involuntary.
Caleb's clothes were torn, dried blood all over his body, his glowing blue eyes flickering on and off as he tried to free himself from the grip of his handlers.
His disoriented attempts clued me in on the fact that he'd also been injected with wolfsbane.
"Caleb. It's okay. I'm here." I whispered and immediately his eyes snapped to meet mine, his struggles increased.
"Let her go, bastard. Let me go." He thundered.
Grayson chuckled, walking up to me until his hand was gripping my jaw.
"If you don't want this pretty flower hurt, mutt, I suggest you be a good wolf and sit."
Caleb looked at me, his gaze helpless and right there, I hated myself for involving him in all of this.
"It's okay. I'm alright." I assured him, mustering up
