Chapter 27

Chapter Twenty Seven

I buried my face in his chest as we walked through the throng of werewolves. I didn't strain my ears to hear what they were whispering about me. When we were finally out of ear shot I pulled back and said, "you can put me down now I can walk perfectly fine."

"Be quiet."

A retort was just at the tip of my tongue but I held back, it was pointless to fight with him anyway and so I gave up. He was warm and comfortable eliciting a sigh of content from me.

Tristan put me down on a king sized bed and as I took in the spacious room and dark colours I realised this was his bedroom.

Why did Tristan bring me to his bedroom?

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked as he took my arm to examine the claw scratches.

"It's closer and you were heavy. Now wipe that snort off your face you look ugly."

I snatched my arm away glaring at him. "Ha ha very funny."

He grabbed my ankle and I winced in pain. "I'm going to kill those bastards." Tristan gritted.

That was sweet and all him getti