I felt so guilty, despite wanting to stab him only the day before, which was ridiculous. I knew he was starting to get around me. Worst of all, he knew it too. I watched on helplessly as he headed over to the sofa and slumped down on it. There was nothing I could do to help him because he wouldn’t accept any. I had seen the bruises already starting to form on his back. I was sure he must have broken some of his ribs, at the very least. He needed to be checked out, but that would involve everyone outside knowing that I had kicked his ass. Not the best thing for the Alpha to admit to his people.
He could refuse my help all he wanted. I wouldn’t let it stop me. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder, shoving him forward harshly. I did it on purpose, knowing it would hurt and l
