Because of all the commotion, I didn’t take a good look at her, but now that I did…
She was covered in blood.
“Did you do this?!” I snarled, voice dropping into something dangerously close to a wolf’s growl.
Kayden staggered back another step—plaster dust still drifting from the cracked wall behind him—eyes wide, pupils blown, looking like he’d just been hit by a truck. His hands—still half-clawed—flexed uselessly at his sides.
“No,” he rasped. “I didn’t—I was just—”
“Just what?” I cut him off, shifting Leticia’s weight more securely in my arms. Her head lolled against my shoulder, blood still trickling from her nose and the corners of her eyes, staining my shirt crimson. Her breathing was shallow, too shallow. “Just shaking her like a rag doll? Where is your f*****g doctor?!” I dema
