Beauty & the Alpha
I wondered if those bruises were caused by my hands.
She must have noticed what I was thinking, and rubbed her arms with her battered hands, shivering as she did. “The witch - Elena - did this.”
Even with her bruises and the dry blood staining her lip, Valeire was still as beautiful as the last time I saw her. Whatever drew me to her, wasn’t her outward beauty, but the immense beauty she possessed inside of her. With her eyes cast down, she sat on the floor, groaning as she folded her legs. I did the same, outside the room, looking inside. There were two empty trays close to where she was sleeping, and I figured that at least she wasn’t starving.
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