Chapter 92

Time passed, and Zachary remained in that position, lying face down on the unforgiving, cold ground. Scarlett was unsure of what was holding her in that spot. She repeatedly reminded herself that he was the Lycan king and that these men could not inflict any harm on him, yet she found herself unable to walk away. Inside her, she sensed that something was amiss, and she found it impossible to overlook it or him. Setting aside her frustration for a brief moment, she hurried to him and raised him up a little in her arms. He lay unresponsive, which filled her with a mix of confusion and concern. "Zachary. Get up. Get up and stop fooling around!" She shouted at him, yet she could hardly notice the sound of his heartbeat. He was serious. The men she had sent to him had inflicted harm. She felt something cold and moist on his clothes, and she realized it was blood. Is it his blood or theirs? Unable to find out, she began to checj with her hands. She checked his chest, which bore several cut