DON'T TOUCH ME

"Where is that bitch!?" he coughed really hard when he roared, but he groaned in pain when he tried to move his body. His entire body was burnt and his skin was ghastly under the bandages.

He suffered around eighty percent burns and the healer said he wouldn't be able to gain his normal appearance anymore.

Even though he was a shifter and had a remarkable healing ability, his injuries were beyond that. It was already a miracle that he had managed to survive until today.

"That bitch is gone," Liam replied, he poured a glass of water and then sat down on the edge of his father's bed, while holding the glass. "The funeral for Emmet happened two days ago and you have been unconscious for almost a week."

He told him some basic information that his father probably wanted to know.