~Alpha Kilhan~
Pulling my shirt off my body, I fell weakly to the ground of the cell I was locked in. My chest was bleeding and in severe pain.
I tore a long part of my shirt and molded it into a thick fabric, which I pressed against my chest. I groaned loudly, grabbing onto the floor in agony.
While I was nursing my wound, I heard footsteps approaching, and when I looked up to see who it was, it happened to be her.
The last person I wanted to see. I looked away and continued to press the cloth against my bleeding chest.
“Alpha Kilhan.” She called, but I refused to look at her anymore. The next thing I heard was the gate opening. I furrowed my brows and looked up to see that she had the key to the locks.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked as I tried to stand up, but she hurried into the cell and squatted in front of me.
Just then, I noticed the box in her hand. “You shouldn’t move.” She uttered, staring at my chest.