Claw 1

  First thing he needed to do was check her more closely for broken bones and any other serious injuries. He thought her ribs might be broken or cracked with the way she breathed when he tried to move her.

  The rage always returned at her every wince and moan, making him crazy. But he needed to be clear headed for her. After laying her in the hotel bed, he double checked nobody saw him enter. Hurrying back, he knelt next to the bed and slid the hair off her forehead. The large bruise he uncovered made him shake. Her nose might be broken by the look of it.

  “Rin,” he whispered. “Princess, can you hear me?”

  Her brows narrowed a little. “Dan…”

  “Yes,” he whispered, pressing a kiss softly to her brow. “I’m here, baby. I’m not leaving, you’re never leaving my side, okay?”

  She seemed to try to move her arm and managed to touch his face. Her swollen eyes fluttered and tears fell from them. “S-sorry.”

  “No, no,” he whispered, kissing her lips softly. “Don’t be sorry. Can I take care of you Rin? Say I can, baby,” he gasped, his eyes blurring. “Say you’ll let me take care of you.”

  She barely nodded. “Don’t … leave me.”

  He fought to breathe as he stroked her face. “Never,” he said. “I’ll never leave you. I’m going to help you get better, okay? You’ll be good as new soon.”

  “Good as … new,” she whispered, barely a smile.

  Dante wiped the tears from his face. He knew the fight had hardly begun with that. He knew how messy making her good as new would be coming from that hell. But he was the fucking man who would do it. He would. And he wouldn’t stop until every dark shadow was erased from those beautiful gray eyes and every lie was cleansed from her sweet mind. Then she’d know adoration, she’d know what it was to be owned and cherished. She’d know love. She’d know the real love of God.

  And Daryl … he’d know the wrath side of Claw.

  ****

  TO BE CONTINUED

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