Novel & Cerita Jason Todd Scars

Some still had doubts lingering in their heart, while some said silent prayers of relief for their wounded alpha. Though the rogue alpha was gone, fear kept on creeping in. Caden could barely walk and his eyes were getting more blurry. His parents rushed to assist him. His mother's face beamed with so much hope and confidence as she looked at her son and held his hands tightly. Caden's dad, though scared of the fact that his son is barely alive still showed the happiness in him that his son has won the fight. They helped him stand as he was already on the floor before they got there.

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

“Not just good – amazing.” “One hundred percent amazing,” Jo said solemnly. “Thought so.” Scars held out a huge hand and she took it, felt the raised skin there. Without even looking, Jo knew that he had more scars on his hands and briefly wondered what he must look like under his jeans and blue t-shirt and cut: she’d heard from Jinx that the fire had burned Scars so badly, he’d needed reconstructive skin grafting on his back and legs. “It’s a pleasure, Jo.”

“Maddox and Tatum did a blood connection.” “I heard that, but I didn’t believe it.” Brent looked at me and then at Maddox. “Is that true?” Maddox didn’t hesitate. Pulling off his shirt, I watched as their eyes went wide. Jason slowly stood up and walked over for a closer look. “Damn. That looks…” “Painful?” I filled in for him. “It looks like it was carved into your skin.” Brent and Isabelle looked over Jason’s shoulder. “Burned into our skin, yeah.”

I promised him I would, and ended the call just as the doctor came in to check on me. “The wound’s healing well,” he said, flipping through my chart. “I heard you’re planning to check out today—looks like you’re good to go.” “Thanks, Doc.” I smiled, even though my side still throbbed beneath the bandages. I signed all the discharge forms and gathered my things. Back in the room, my phone started buzzing nonstop. Silas. That was… unexpected. He hadn’t called in days. And now—today—he suddenly decided to check in?

"If Damien is still out there... will he try to find me again?" Elena didn’t lie. "He might. But he won’t win this time. I promise you." Rose looked to Sophie, who held her hand tightly. "Then take him down. For all of us." **** That Night – Elena’s Quarters The room was dimly lit, scattered with evidence boards, encrypted tablets, and scattered documents. Grayson sat in a chair near the fireplace, shirtless, wrapping a fresh bandage around his torso. Elena entered, her eyes catching on the scar that crossed his ribs.

I explore the luxury, sophistication and exclusivity of Jason's chamber, which brings back memories. “The very first day I stepped into this compound, as a naive young girl, Jason promised never to displease me, he promised me a life and gave me the opposite. He'd never go Scott free” I speak aloud wiping a tear from my eyes while the door cracks open, and it's Jason.

Aiden looks like he might be sick, while Jasper and Marcus both look pissed. I turn back to Zahra just as she stands up straight, and I finally see what they’re staring at. Her back is covered in angry red and white scars, crisscrossing into a horrible lattice over her skin. My stomach churns at the sight. I knew her father had hurt her, but this is the first time I’m seeing the damage with my own eyes. I watch the realization dawn in her expression, and the look on her face nearly breaks me. Stepping forward, I try to ease her anxiety, wanting to brush this off for her sake. “Hey, little one. It’s good to see you enjoying yourself after this morning. How are you feeling?”

Right after the words left Vanessa's mouth, Scott shoved her hard and snapped, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Caught off guard, Vanessa stumbled backward and scraped her arm against the edge of a cheap table, leaving a bloody gash. I panickedly lunged forward to catch her, but my hands passed straight through her body. I still wasn't used to being dead, even after two years. Jordan burst into loud, terrified wails, but no one came forward to comfort him. Both Scott and Devin were too busy fussing over Nicole.

I responded with a small smile. "I thought you were kidding when you said you were going to kidnap her," Jason said. I turned to look at him and noticed how much he had changed over the years. Gone was the teenage boy who broke my heart. His short, light brown hair was shaved neatly at each side, and his nose was pierced, bringing out his handsome features and making him more sexy but not as sexy as Sin. He had tattoos on his hand, arm, and chest, from what I could see.