FREDERIC POV
The water was freezing, and it f*****g needed to be.
I stood beneath the spray with both hands braced against the tile and let it pound into the back of my neck until my shoulders tightened from the cold. Water ran through my hair, down my spine and over the bruises Maddox still hadn’t bothered healing.
Apparently, he liked them.
Thought they looked good on me.
Crazy f*****g beast.
I should have been annoyed about that. Instead, all I could think about was the taste of blood still lingering in my mouth.
Mine, unfortunately.
Not hers.
That somehow made the whole thing worse.
I ran my tongue over the split in my lip and immediately saw Ella again, red-faced and furious, eyes bright enough to look almost feral as she screamed across half the training hall that she was a
