Chapter 45

Elara’s POV

“Lucas, I’m okay. You don’t have to worry,” I pleaded for the hundredth time.

“I have to check for myself.”

“And you want me to take off my clothes just so you can make sure your sister didn’t harm me?” I raised a brow, hoping he’d hear how ridiculous that sounded.

“I just need to be sure, please. I’m holding my breath, thinking this isn’t real. That I lost you, and this is some damn nightmare where I still have you. I won't touch you; I just need to see. No scars, marks, injuries. My Lycan can scan you, show me whether any poison is left with you, amongst any other new problems.”