Page 58 of The Breeding Cave
What the fuck was I thinking, telling her that?!
“I don’t know how they formed. I didn’t have a chance to heal her. Molly kicked me out.”
“Rightfully so,” I snarled. “You just told me that you didn’t come to heal her at all. The next time one of your packmates asks you to heal someone, you fucking heal them. Do you understand me?”
Ella dropped her gaze to the desk. “I understand.”
“My mate wouldn’t refuse to heal someone just because they didn’t like them.”
“That’s not the reason why?—”
“I don’t give a fuck,” I growled at her. “You’re a healer. You heal, or you’re useless to me.”
“I know,” she whispered. “I’m sorry.”
An apology wasn’t going to cut it, but I didn’t have time to argue with her any more today. I needed to get paperwork done as soon as possible so I could get back to the penthouse and make sure that more burns hadn’t formed on Yeosin’s body.
What the fuck actually happened? I shouldn’t have been an asshole to her last night, and I should’ve opened my mouth and asked her what happened like any normal fucking person would’ve. But my beast was caught up in revenge.
A whiff of pumpkin drifted through my nose, and someone knocked on the door.
Who is?—
“Mr. Bates,” Yeosin said from outside the door, peeking inside the room. “Are you free?”
What the fuck is she doing here?! She’s supposed to be at the penthouse!
“What are you doing here?” I growled once the door opened enough for me to see her entire body.
Carrying two coffees from Pink Ivory, Yeosin shuffled into the room, briefly glancing at Ella—who didn’t spare her a look—and then the books that had fallen and headed straight for my desk. She set a hot coffee in front of me and smiled softly.
“Sorry that I’m late. I wanted to pick you up a coffee before work and?—”
“I asked you a question,” I hissed at her. “You’re in?—”
Before I could finish my sentence, I bit down on my tongue and balled my hand into a tight fist, my claws cutting through the skin on my palm. Any more anger, and my beast would begin to emerge again.
He was already riled up at the sight of her.
I cut my glare to Ella. “Out. Now.”
Instead of putting up a hissy fit like she usually did, she scurried past Yeosin without a snide remark or even another look.
Yeosin furrowed her brows together for a moment, then looked back at me. “Is Ella in trouble?”
“Yes.”
“Because of … me?”
“You shouldn’t be here,” I growled, changing the subject.
I grabbed her wrist and yanked up her sweater to reveal another burn. This one was still hot. Where were all these coming from?!
“M-Mr. B-Bates,” Yeosin whispered, her pupils dilating. “Your eyes …”
“Who did this to you?” I growled. “This wasn’t here last night.”
She widened her eyes. “What?”
