In Colt's arms, Regina felt a brief moment of calm, but only when the drug's effects left her too weak to fight.
As the next wave of clarity hit, she suddenly realized she was being held by someone. Shocked, she lashed out, not caring who it was, and slapped him.
Colt managed to dodge most of the blow, but her nails still grazed his cheek, leaving a scratch that drew blood.
The sting made Colt's expression darken, and his patience wore thin. He grabbed Regina's shoulders, pulling her closer, locking her firmly in his grip. With his other arm, he scooped up her legs, holding her tightly against his chest.
Regina, undeterred, continued to kick and struggle.
Colt endured her resistance in silence, letting her fight against him without saying a word.
When they finally arrived home, Regin
