Erik didn’t realize what was happening until it was too late. He watched in horror as he saw Hydd’s horns tear into Ava’s flesh. He heard her yelp in slow time.
Her tight hold on his arm finally released and she turned to bite at his head, but couldn’t quite get to him because his horns held her at bay.
Hot anger flashed Erik’s vision red and he didn’t even realize he was ripping Hydd’s head clear off his body until it was already done. As soon as Hydd’s head was disconnected from his body, he pulled it from Ava’s body and threw it clear across the room. Ava collapsed and whimpered as she turned trying to clean her wounds.
Erik knelt besides her and tried to see what extent her injuries had injured her, but as he tried to move his hands close to move her fur out of the way, she growled at him. He rolled his eyes. “Don’t be a baby! I’m trying to help you.”
She groaned and laid her head down in submission as Erik pulled the fur away. “He got you good,” he mumbled.
He leaned his head in and retracted his fangs as he licked at Ava’s wounds. When he pulled away, her wounds were rapidly beginning to heal before everyone’s very eyes.
She groaned as if in discomfort and then rolled onto her side, breathing heavily. “You’ll be fine,” he told her, giving her a pat on the neck. Man was she going to be ticked off when she came through from tonight and saw she had some new scars.