(Kael POV)
"I told you she was bad off," Nick responds.
I walk even closer and pull the blanket back. As I do so, Astrid's chocolate and raspberry scent overwhelms me. Distracted, my fingers then accidentally brush the Little Brat's arm, which causes pleasurable sparks to run through me.
For the first time, I start to wonder if I made a mistake by insisting she be brought here.
I force myself to focus so that my eyes can process what I am looking at. The Little Brat's body is covered in bruises, welts, and cuts. I would not be surprised if she has multiple broken bones. She also has blood matted in her hair and covering her face. Her eyes and lips are swollen and purple.
I look around at the others, and everyone except Margie has the same concerned and shocked expression on their faces. That includes Nick and Beta Robert, even though they had already seen what she looked like.
