I touch the welts and wince, and Quill is back by my side, his hands checking me over.
By now, my hearing has cleared though, so I can hear Quill asking me panicked questions about what attacked me.
I can't give him any answers, as it was dark, and all I felt was pure terror. Quill hugs me close, his heart beating fast and I can tell that he's seconds away from losing his cool.
"I'm alright." I assure him, more for my sake than his.
"You're clearly not, my love." then without another word, he opens the door, and roars for Lip.
I'm not sure how, but Lip hears him, his footsteps fast through the hallways. He bursts through, breathing hard as he tries to regain his composure.
I have a robe on way before he enters, and Lip straightens up, still in his sleepwear.
"What...can I help you with...my Alpha?" he wheezes out, and Quill gestures in my direction, moving the robe a little to get a better look at my neck.
