Her Saviour Alpha
My eyes fell upon a woman lying naked on the cold floor, her face hidden behind a curtain of tangled hair. Her screams echoed through the room as pain wracked her fragile body.
I rushed to her side and gently brushed the hair away from her face. Cuts marred her skin, blood oozing from her split lips. Dark blue bruises had formed beneath her swollen eyes. She whimpered softly, every sound a broken plea for help.
“Hey… I’m here now,” I murmured. “Nothing will happen to you. Don’t worry—I won’t let anyone hurt you anymore.”
I shrugged off my coat and wrapped it around her trembling body, preparing to lift her into my arms when Max stepped forward and placed a firm hand on my shoulder.
“Don’t forget what Ella told you,” he warned quietly.
“Get the car ready,” I muttered, ignoring him.
“You’re saving her life today,” Max said again, his voice heavy, “and one day, this girl will destroy you. Remember Ella’s warning.”
“I don’t know what my future holds,” I replied coldly, “but I won’t leave a girl in this condition.”
I bent down and lifted her into my arms. She squirmed weakly before burying her face against my chest, clinging to me as if I were her last hope.
Mate.
Dominic’s growl thundered inside my head.
My breath hitched. My eyes widened in horror.
Richard’s wife…
The woman whose husband I had killed—
She was my mate.