Chapter 50

Although in doubt, Zayla still had hopes for her wolf to help her. She’s not entirely sure yet how the bond between human and their wolf works but she at least has to keep trying in finding out. Thinking that Jackson would leave her lying on the floor, she slowly palmed at the floor and stood, but apparently, her new torturous mate was not done with her yet. He stood and swiftly kicked her stomach, making her gasp and cough up blood.

Kneeling back down on one knee, Jackson gripped Zayla’s hair in his fist and pulled her up by it, ignoring her screams and letting it echo against the bathroom walls. He pulls her to the shower cubicle with glass walls enclosing it and turned the knob on as cold water flowed down Zayla’s skin covered in spots of green, blue, purple, red, and black.

“Clean up yourself, or else.” Jackson let the threat hang as he went out and placed his hands behind him in support as he leaned against the marble sink in front of the shower. He was expecting Za