Lily POV
“I am going to do more than growl at you in a minute”
My eyes snap open going to his, and I can see the glint in his eye. He redresses my wound and I have become startling sober all of a sudden. Layla pushed beneath my skin and her anger burned into me. Making my hair stand on end.
“What does he mean?” I ask her and she growls in my head angrily.
“He is going to mark us, Darian is fuming and so is he” She spits out. My blood runs cold at her words and adrenaline pumps through my veins. Rolling onto my back, he sits back before pulling the towel out from under me. His demeanour calmly cold as he dumps the towel on the bed and rolls up the gauze and soiled bandages in the towel before dumping it on the floor beside him.
His warm hands run up my thighs and I shiver from the tin
