"What did I tell you last night, Lora? You behaving like this is not helping me. What are you hiding from me?" Crimson's pressing tone erupted fear in her.
Alora snapped her eyes to him and for a second she felt her heart constricted. Crimson looked down at her naked body wrapped only in black undergarments and pushed her back slightly to see if she had more marks on her front body too. The thought only doubled the bubbling fury inside him. Who dared to touch his mate and inflict this ugly pain.
But He realized Alora had fisted his shirt in her hand and didn't move back so Crimson lowered his head to her ear and his hand freed her wrist. He circled his arm around her waist to pull her closer. "Who hurt you, Lora? Who is forcing you? Who sent you here?"
