ARIA’S POV;
I shivered like a wet puppy in his arms as he took off my robe. He lifted me to my feet and I bowed my head, unable to deal with the fact that he had seen me naked in a few minutes, more times than I had seen myself in all my life.
“Don’t yell. I’m just going to pop this back into the socket,” he held my hand and pushed it back. I completely disregarded his instructions and screamed at the top of my voice. The pressure was intense, but it calmed the pain.
Draven reached the wardrobe beneath the brush sink and pulled out a bandage he used to hold the joint in place. His touches were tender, almost healing. For a minute, I could see him as something other than the contract Alpha, or the one who ruined my life, bringing me here as a breeder. He looked heavenly, wrapping my arms
