Chapter 32
After making sure Aeris was comfortable in bed I went to leave her room when a dark colored sketch caught my eyes. A slight panic arose in me thinking it was more of the vampire prince but when I saw the picture my eyes widened. The longer I stared at it the more guilt set in. She was black and blue on a cold tile floor with blood pooling around her. She was alone and in so much pain. You could almost see her sketched form shaking in fear on the paper. Crumpling the paper up angrily I throw it in the trash and walk out closing the door quietly. I walked out of the house on a mission. Heading toward the pack house increased my anxiety and anger. She would have to be out back in that cell again and she could feel the over looming pressure of slavery compounding in. Rain finally spoke up
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