Jason is barely conscious.
I can feel his breathing, shallow and elaborate from my position. Every inhale seems to hurt. Part of his cheek is swollen and purple from the bruise that grows there. I feel every cut and abrasion on his body as if they were on my skin as if I was the one who took that beating.
My first instinct is to run towards him, but the Alpha quickly catches me and imprisons me against his body, his left arm like a steel beam across my chest and no matter how hard I fight to free myself, it won't let go.
"What have you done to him?"
"Quiet little girl" he whispered close to my ear and with a start I tried to get as far away from his face as possible, a complicated feat considering that the force he applied to keep me immobile also prevented me from breathing freely. "h
