Semua Bab My Boss Is A Werewolf : Bab 51 - Bab 55

Clara Bennett“Does it still hurt?” Ryder asked softly as he helped me adjust the pillow behind my back in the hospital bed. His hands were gentle, careful not to jostle my injured shoulder. He had barely left my side since I woke up, always finding little ways to take care of me... bringing me water, fluffing pillows, just sitting there holding my hand when I needed the silence.I shook my head, but the truth was my shoulder still throbbed with every movement. “A little. But the doctors say it’s healing well. I’ll be okay.”Ryder sat on the edge of the bed, taking my hand in both of his. His thumbs stroked my knuckles slowly, a habit he had developed over the last few days. “I hate seeing you like this. Every time I close my eyes, I see you taking that bullet for me. You shouldn’t have done that, Clara. I should have protected you.”I squeezed his hands, looking up at him. His eyes were tired, full of guilt and love all mixed together. “I couldn’t let him shoot you. I love you too mu

Clara Bennett“They’re here,” Ryder said quietly, his hand tightening around mine as we stood in the middle of the old warehouse. The air smelled like dust and rust. His body was tense beside me, every muscle ready. “Stay close. No matter what happens, stay behind me.”I nodded, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. “I’m not leaving you. We’re doing this together.”The side door creaked open. Victor walked in first, looking calm and arrogant in a dark suit, followed by several armed men. Behind him came Francis, pale and elegant, his cold blue eyes locking onto me the second he entered. A small, possessive smile curved his lips.“Well, well,” Victor said, spreading his arms like he was welcoming us to a party. “The happy couple finally decided to stop running. How brave of you, Clara. I almost thought you’d keep hiding forever.”Ryder stepped slightly in front of me, his voice low and dangerous. “This ends tonight, Victor. You took her mother. You took her freedom. Y

Clara Bennett“Ryder, stay with me!” I cried, pressing both hands against the wound on his side as blood soaked through my fingers. The massive black wolf trembled under my touch, his amber eyes locked on mine even through the pain.Victor raised his gun again. “Move, Clara. Or I shoot you both.”Francis wiped blood from his mouth and smiled coldly. “She’s not going anywhere with you, Victor. Clara is mine.”I grabbed the gun I had dropped earlier and stood up on shaking legs, positioning myself between the two men and the wounded wolf. “Neither of you gets him. And neither of you gets me.”Ryder’s body began to shift back, bones cracking as fur receded. Within moments he was human again, naked and bleeding heavily, but still trying to push himself up. “Clara… run…”“No,” I said firmly, tears streaming down my face. “We end this together.”Victor fired. I pulled the trigger at the same time.The bullet from my gun hit Victor in the shoulder, spinning him sideways. His shot went wide,