CHAPTER 7: A wounded Tigress

VICTOR...

I gazed at the woman who had been laying on the white bed of hospital. "How's her condition?" I asked the doctor coldly as he checked her heart monitor once again.

"She is weak due to her physical injuries, although she is healing pretty quickly, we must keep her under observation."

"Hmm..." I watched her giving a statement to the police; she's touching her nose frequently, possibly a habit when she's thinking.

She was pleasing to the eye, now with her face wiped clean... From the curves of her body to her eyes full of innocence that could be deceptive for one and must come with a warning, but there was more to her that set her apart from the others I had met before. She is feral, as a tigress should be, but this tigress is wounded beneath her bones, she is tormented, and unfortunately her tormentors live around her...

(FLASHBACK OF EARLIER...)

I turned to the trembling girl, "Bellatrix Valdez?" I muttered with amusement laced in my voice, "so, you are the woman o