Rebecca’s POV
Lysander held my hand and led me out of Howl Hollow toward our car. Once we were safely inside the vehicle, he took my chin in his hand to examine my face.
“What’s happening? Your healing is too slow for a hybrid,” Lysander questioned, his voice thick with concern.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled.
“Does it hurt?” He gently caressed the side of my face where Diane had struck me.
“Not anymore.”
Lysander looked up, his expression hardening as he addressed Eleanor. “I asked you to look out for her, Eleanor. Why did you allow this to happen?”
“Forgive me, Alpha. I—”
“I asked her to stay back,” I interrupted, coming to her defense. “Diane asked to have a word with me in private.”
Lysander turned his focus back to me. “I know how capable you are. Why didn’t you fight back?”
I fe
