Helen POV
My heart shot up into my throat at the sight of my first mate. His eyes were hollowed in bruises, his lips clashed in a cut and he was favoring his left leg, limping on the other as he shut the door behind him and locked it accordingly. Only now do I notice the claw scratches on the inside of the door.
Something tells me this room was built for fortitude, not for an easy break in.
“What are you doing here?” I swallowed.
Scott looked down at me in his battered state. I could have only hoped Justin killed him before in the courtyard. Now I’m not so sure this snake will die unless it’s head is cut off.
I wince at such a morbid thought.
“You’re mate has caused a lot of damage to this pack, to other packs, and I think it’s time he sees that just because he is a Lycan Devil,
