Chapter 2Julien’s Hhome
Henri’s suite
Henri carried Vitas up to his suite and hovered over him anxiously as Dr. Artis did an examination. Wherever Artis touched, his Mate winced. He was trying to be so brave. Dr. Artis turned to him. “This is your Mate, Alpha Giraud?”
“Yes, Doctor. He just arrived from Russia. I don’t know how he made it.” Henri brushed away a tear. “He’s so battered, he can barely breathe.”
“He’s been severely beaten within the last few days. I have no idea how he traveled so far in this condition. I also don’t understand how they avoided giving him a concussion with the pummeling he took. He most certainly has broken ribs. His chest is almost completely black and blue under his clothing. The only places not marked are where someone could see. He was kept a prisoner.
