Chapter 125. You Wanted to Mark Her

Jason’s POV

“You know the girl set you up, right?” My Father accused with a side glance; sitting back against the headboard, I stared at him blankly.

“Bullshit!” Archer laughed, settling behind my eyes to observe him closely. “If he truly thought that she had anything to do with that beast, she’d still be here.”

“We don’t know if Marcus did take her home.” I countered. As hard as it was to accept, we didn’t know anything and wouldn’t, until we were out of this bed.

“What makes you say that?” I asked my Father casually, pulling the sheet off me and swinging my legs around the bed, for the first time seeing the damage.

“The best nearly tore your leg off, not to mention..” My Father’s voice trailed off as he nodded to my chest, seeing half-moon gashes slowly healing along my rib cage. “I would say it used you like a chew toy!” My Father scoffed.

“It took me by surprise; I didn’t smell anything or see anything beforehand, no warning, no nothing