Chapter 76

Della’s POV

A few steps away from Kylian’s room, I stopped. I looked back and saw that Henry wasn’t there anymore, and his door was completely closed. My heart throbbed as I remembered the intimate moment we momentarily shared earlier.

It was pleasurable, but that’s all it was… There wasn’t love, just venting of anger… Just a form of humiliation.

Bitch. Slut. Whore. Those hurtful words he repetitively said echoed in my head. I was hurt and angry, but deep down, I was also worried for him and scared.

I longingly looked back at his door room, whispering, “I hope you are alright.”

Being a Lycan, I have a more sensitive smell than any ordinary werewolves. He’s bleeding, and it’s too much blood, considering the thickness of the scent I was smelling earlier.

His wounds probably opened after such a wild night we shared. There was no doubt about it. I could only silently wish that he would be fine.