Hurt Leo Novels & Stories

Leo was cut short as he cried out in pain, the flaming torch meters away from where he stood, and his arm nearly ripped off. "I've heard enough of this bullshit. Insult our Luna one more time... I'm begging you," Kierran was a breath apart from Leo, one of his clawed hands crushing the life out of his neck, while the other was only centimetres away from his scrunched-up face.

Even though she knows he is alright, she can almost feel his pain as if she is the one who is hurt. Leo’s arm is bleeding badly and since he is still not mated, his injuries are taking time to heal. The protestors had managed to catch up to them somewhere in the forest and Leo fought them off valiantly. Many of the folks tried to kill him and the others but the trained soldiers of Sloria shocked them, causing them to retreat but not before inflicting an injury on Leo. The sword used to hurt him was made of silver which made the injury even worse. Aria watches helplessly as he is carried off to the medical wing. She follows them, trying to get close to Leo but there are too many people around

she said softly, “get well soon. If Fawn knows she’s the reason you’re hurt, she’d be heartbroken.” As she spoke, she carefully moved closer, reaching out to touch him. In the past, Leo had never rejected her contact. This time, however, his reaction was violent. “Don’t touch me!” Caught off guard, Ariel was flung aside. She crashed into the table, her face twisting in pain. “Ah! My belly!” She clutched her belly dramatically, looking at Leo with tear-filled eyes, weak and pitiful. However, Leo didn’t move at all. He simply looked down at her coldly.

She didn’t know what to say. Eash continued quietly, “You might not know this, but Leo’s last rut almost cost him his life. He locked himself up in a mansion in England and chained himself so he wouldn’t hurt anyone. But the pain became unbearable. He lost consciousness before help arrived. His assistant found him just in time and took him to the hospital; otherwise, Leo wouldn’t even be here today.” “What?” Riley turned to Leo, her eyes wide. “You were in the hospital?” He gave a faint smile, but his eyes softened. “I didn’t want you to feel guilty. But yes… it was bad.”

Leo moved immediately after he was done speaking and was quick to hold his waist, momentarily stopping him from moving. Leo was the type of person to move impulsively especially when he didn't like something. He'd like to change the course of events immediately. Most of the time, he changed it with his fist. "I'm not defending him, but I plead on his behalf that you don't attack him. He was simply angry with his enemies, Damien and Audrey. He wanted to accost me because I didn't help him get revenge on them." I used the word accost because I wanted to lower the impact on Ander.

Plus, even if we succeed in finding him, he probably wouldn't be willing to return—" Leta shot to her feet, arguing, "What are you blabbering about? He's just mad at me. I know that he blames me for what happened, and I regret what I did, too. It's fine. I will apologize to him properly and make it up to him bit by bit. "He still loves me. He still does…" Leta mumbled to herself while cradling that wedding photo in her arms, as though she was hypnotizing herself. That was the only photograph she had taken with Harvey.

I remained silent and simply pressed the bowl to his lips, but he reached out to embrace me in his arms. In an instant, I frowned and pushed him away. I coldly gazed at him. "What are you doing? If you're not here to get treated, don't bother me like this anymore." His gaze immediately dimmed, and he pleaded in a low voice, "I was wrong. I'm sorry. I'll drink my medicine properly. Please, don't be mad at me, okay?" … A werewolf's body could heal itself quickly, and within a few days, Leo had almost fully recovered.

My curls clung damply to my skin, my breath ragged, but my focus was on him. Leo swung one leg off the motorcycle with visible effort. He tried to hide it, but I caught the stiff way his jaw clenched, the sharp wince that flashed in his eyes as his boots hit the ground. “You’re badly hurt,” I said softly. “I’ve had worse. I’m good,” he replied. But I wasn’t buying it. “That doesn’t mean you don’t need help. Who did this to you? Did you get into another fight? These bruises are fresh.”

he said and I rubbed his head "It's okay, baby. You don't have to apologize for anything. I'm just happy to see you safe and sound." Leo looked at me, his face showing clearly that he had something to say about the situation but he didn't press the issue. Instead he asked "Are you going to look at my wounds now?" I nodded, remembering why we were there in the first place" of course my love. Get on the bed" I instructed and he climbed onto the bed and I started examining his injuries. From the looks of the injuries, I knew that he was in so much pain and even though I tried to be gentle, he still winced in pain a few times, and with each wince, I felt my heart break all over again. The anger

I cried hoping to explain my sudden yelp of pain, the already furious Leo soon takes my shoulders and turned me to look at my back, an even deeper growl rippled through him. “I am going to ensure this man’s death is nothing short of agonising torture.” He growled running his hand over the area of my back that hurt which certainly, helped with the pain. “I-I think I’m in danger Leo.” I cried turning back to watch my mate as he shook with such anger and rage, I thought his suit jacket would soon rip from the pressure it was under but taking my hand in his hands and pulling me into him, he shakes his head. “That is beyond false little one, it is this man who believed he could place his hands on