Chapter 14 Charisma Pov

• I blink my eyes and bring my attention back to the present. My mate is recovering in the hospital, and I’ve just gotten out of the bathroom, my hair damp, my towel wrapped tight around my chest, my feet padding back into the bedroom. My father after making his excuses had headed back to his own room, no doubt tired of the constant arguments between the two of us. I was shocked to discover that my room was no longer empty and that a particularly unwelcome visitor was waiting for me.
• I stiffened as he raked his gaze over me, his eyes narrowing. I gripped the towel tighter, feeling exasperated.
• “What in the hell do you want?” I snapped.