Dead

Darren's POV.

I paused immediately and a figure stumbled at my front.

I saw Leila clutching her hands, everything trembling and pale. Her eyes were wide as if she had just seen a ghost. I rushed forward to pull her into a hug. She shook violently in my arms.

“What happened? What’s wrong?” I asked in worry. ‘How could this have happened so fast?’ My heart thumped with fear.

She looked so torn and haggard, like she was beaten repeatedly , and bleeding badly. I felt like throwing up.

I felt like beating everyone who touched her up, they didn't have the right to live after hitting her.

I had no idea how someone could do that. My brain was numb from fury.

“Who did this?" I asked with a growl.

My wolf growled impatiently, snapping its teeth, I gritted my teeth trying to calm myself down.

"Did James do it?" I asked.

Leila nodded, her face still twisted in pain, her eyes bloodshot. I tried to make some sort of soothing gesture but the movement only made her wince more. I let my hand drop to h