Chapter 61

• I woke up coughing. I opened my eyes, feeling soft grass beneath me. Cody’s shirt was piled beneath my head. I sat upright, sensing my mate’s eyes on me. My eyes widened as I took him in, taking note of the various scars along his back, his front and the bruises that littered his body. I felt sick to my stomach, and I instantly blamed myself. Why oh why, had I not foreseen this coming.
• “They tortured you,” I rasped, even as he moved closer to me, sitting down and taking hold of my hand.
• “I’ll be fine,” he said dismissively.