Chapter 105. Their Savior

As soon as Gavriel finished cleaning her, he washed up quickly, dressed in haste, and left the chamber. Althea watched him move with sharp, deliberate speed, as if he wanted to get away from her fast enough.

The sudden change confused her. Just moments ago, he had acted like he wanted nothing more than to keep her trapped in the bedchamber, making love to her endlessly.

With a small shrug, Althea pulled on a robe. The door opened just after Gavriel left, and Melva slipped inside, followed by the wolf. The creature padded across the floor, circled once, then settled comfortably near the corner. Its golden eyes lingered on Althea and Melva for a moment before it closed them, dozing off with a quiet sigh.

“I’ll help you get ready, My Lady,” Melva said with a teasing smile.

Althea only nodded, letting her assist.

When Melva removed her robe, she gasped softly. “Look at these marks. My goodness.”

“Melva,” Althea muttered with a half-hearted complain