Healing My Seven Broken Beast Mates

the inside of her nose and sliding down her throat. Jayla's stomach heaved violently. She doubled

her skull. It felt like someone had taken a sledgehammer to the back of her head. A strangled g

, like sandpaper scraping against wood. The

ng up, shrill and insistent, drilling directly into her synapses. Jayla squeezed her eyes shut, he

otion, cold and sharp as a scalpel. "System malfunction detected. Forced

the pain fueling her rage. "My retirem

her off flatly. "Protocol locked

yla's body went rigid, her back spasming, twitching on the stone floor as the mental assault raged. Her fingers curled into

ether in her core, the energy that had saved her life a hundre

cked, sealed shut by invisible inhibito

he was powerless. A Tier-S operative withou

diate soul erasure," A. Winter warned, the voice fading int

e sharp crack of bone against stone echoed in

he head wound, the shock of the data dump, the sheer physical exhaustion-it all crashed down on her at once. Black spots danced

ow long she was o

felt like dry leather, scraping against her skin. H

n before her conscious mind could catch up. She tried to ro

anaged to turn her head, her brea

ceiling, landing dead center on her foreh

ssing in. Then, she saw them. A pair of eyes, glowing with a

She felt like a gazelle that had just

was pale and streaked with dirt. It was a man-no, a male. He was gaunt, his cheekbones jutting out sharply. His

Jordi

d tight over the knuckles. He grabbed her chin, his grip punish

ronger than he looked. His other hand slammed down on he

s voice was a low, venomous hiss. It drippe

t so intense it made Jayla's stomach clench. He looked at

gust, she saw something else. His hand was trembling. His entire body was shak

managed to croak,

rking away from her. He started wiping his fingers frantically on the tattered animal skin d

r. He spat on the ground near her face, the

walked away, his footsteps heavy and uneven, dragging h