Chapter 35: The Wolf Of Manhattan

*MARCUS’ POV*

Marcus found himself moving before he could fully comprehend the scene that was unfolding in front of him. He had thrown open the door to the bathroom and was immediately hit with a thick wall of steam. His eyes were quickly drawn to the large shower stall where he made out the blurry figure of Bonnie crouching down near the drain.

The water from the shower head was beating heavily on her back, causing her skin to burn a bright red color. A menacing growl tore from his throat as he dove straight for the shower handles and stopped the water from continuously pouring down on her. Not caring if his clothes were soaked all the way through, Marcus dropped to his knees to get a better look at Bonnie.

The woman was shaking like a leaf, her skin glowed a threatening shade of red that made Wolfgang afraid to touch her.

“Bonnie,” he called out to her.