Ava’s POV
King Cameron closes the gap between us in three long strides and holds out his hands to me.
I look at his hands in confusion.
“Let me see.”
Oh. I feel timid as I place the semi-crushed hand into his.
He gently pulls it closer to him, first looking at the palm of my hand before turning it around to see the back of it.
There are black and purple bruises on my fingers and the back of my hand.
He lets out a menacing growl. I shiver and try to pull away, but he gently pulls my hand back to him and starts caressing the front and then back of my hand. As he gently caresses it, the bruises are already starting to fade into a dull yellow color.
I stare open mouthed. That was super quick! Usually bruises that bad take at least an hour to heal.
King Cameron lifts my hand gently to
