70. Don't Look Back

Jonathan's POV

"Shh, I'm ok. You fucking got me good, what did you hit me with?" I look around the room for the object that hit me. "Fuck, I'm so sorry, it was a metal bucket."

"What the hell are you doing here, he will use you to get to Raven?" Liliana frantically places her hands over the bleeding wounds on my abdomen. I gasp feeling Liliana's hands warming as my skin begins to close; I can feel the individual fibers of my muscles stitching themselves together. "To keep Raven from coming after you herself, you're incredible you know," I look around the room to see Freya curled up in the corner of the bed.

Watching Freya, my eyes widen in shock as I take in the scars that litter her nearly naked body. "When Raven said he was torturing her, I didn't imagine this. What did he use?" Lifting myself off the floor, it only takes a couple of quick strides before I'm sitting at the edge of the bed. Freya scrambles back to the corner and pulls the thin blanket tighter around her body as she