Kael’s POV
I carried Elara into the bathroom. I laid out towels, ran the hot water, and added a few drops of essential oil. I did everything I could to create a warm, comforting space. I just hoped she could relax, even if it was only for a second.
I helped her peel off that beige dress Andrew had ripped, along with my own shirt, which was now stained with dirt. Her body was completely exposed to the air. Her honey-colored skin was marked with fresh, angry bruises.
I didn't dare look for too long. I didn't want my body to react—getting turned on right now would be wrong, but her body had this fatal pull on me, no matter the situation. I quickly lowered her into the tub and climbed in right behind her. I pulled her against my chest, hoping that wrapping her up like this would make her fe
