Bruno was by the window when Kiara's squinted gaze adjusted to the lights in the room.
Her head throbbed, and her throat was dry as she sat up on the small clinic bed she had slept in. She glanced around and in no time what happened that morning came to her mind.
All she wanted was to see Marcus. She needed the reassurance her mate was in perfect condition.
Bruno's back was on her, his gaze outside the window, he did not bother to turn even as she sat up.
She didn't know what to say to him. Only one question was on her mind, and only one person was on her mind.
Marcus. She just didn't know how to ask Bruno. Instead, she sat watching his broad back thinking of how he had reacted earlier.
His fury was not new to her. She had seen him in worse moods but now they were all directed at
