CHAPTER 35
ALARIC’S POV
I’d specifically told her I’d take her home, but she bolted the very minute the doctor gave her permission to leave. That stubborn woman infuriated me beyond reason.
It was only normal for me to storm into her bedroom and drag her back to my suite. But what I hadn’t foreseen was that she’d be naked from the waist up—or that her once perfectly smooth body, the same one that burned like fireworks beneath my touch, was now marred by whip marks scarring her skin.
I winced as I stared at them. Her skin was raw and angry, the marks half-healed but still inflamed with a sore, burning appearance.
Was this what Diane did to her? My beast reared its head at the sight, clawing to get out. Suddenly, I wished I could go back to that night and do far more than just choke her
