With one hand trying to ease the tight chain on her neck and the other reaching out to her wolf, “Dimitry,, she managed to gasp out. “No,, Margaret whispers, her voice fearful, as it should be, Solance thought with malic.
Dimitry snarled viciously, taking pleasure in seeing the wicked woman flinch and whimper in fear. He took in his mate, one thing was to feel her pain through the bond, he had not prepared himself for the state she was in. covered in dirt and grime, blood, some dried and some still fresh. The busted lip, her injured foot, her shoulder, he could feel the amount of pain she brought on herself just to reach for him. With a deep growl, he stepped forward, his massive paw making the dust rise from the floor, to swirl in the air.
Taylor was frozen in place
