Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 17

Jennifer's POV: 

I lay on the ground in a daze.

The world seemed to stop and my ears were ringing.

I could see Anthony jumping down from a height of more than ten meters.

He landed next to me and started checking my injuries.

"Can you move your feet?"

Every part of my body was singing with pain, and my right calf hurt badly.I found I could barely move my leg.

"Your shin is broken." Anthony gently touched my right shin and looked at me seriously.

I struggled to sit up, gritting my teeth in pain.

It would take at least two days for my broken leg to recover.

"Can you walk?" Anthony asked.

I nodded and tried to get up with my hands on the ground to support me.

But before I could stand up, I felt a pair of strong arms scoop me up.

Surprised, I looked right into Anthony's eyes, which were inches away from mine.

I wanted to shout, but I found I couldn't make a sound.

"Don't move."

Anthony tightened his grip around me, pressing me against his chest.I could hear his steady yet powerful heartbeat.For some inexplicable reason, this made me feel safe.

It was the first time I was this close to Anthony.

I studied him curiously as he carried me towards safety.

He had strong arms, broad chest, and a face that all the she- wolves swooned over.

His face was chiseled to perfection, and he moved with an air of nobility.

A few minutes later, Anthony brought me to the dormitory building.

It was a rare day off and it was a particularly beautiful day, so the building was practically empty and the others had gone out.Anthony carried me to the bed.

"You can rest for three days before resuming the training."

"Thank you, Mr.Jones," I said gratefully.

"Don't thank me," he said gruffly.

"I would've done the same for anyone else." He sounded eager to distance himself from me.

But the truth was, he didn't need to explain himself. I already knew that.

"Okay," I said meekly.

"Oh, please close the door for me when you go out." Anthony didn't say anything more.

He turned around and headed for the door. But just as he reached for the doorknob, he stopped in his tracks.

"I think I need to hide in your room for a while."

His voice was a little hoarse, and I could sense his hesitation. I looked at him in surprise.

What on earth did he mean? 

"Someone is outside."

Anthony's Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke.

I felt my cheeks turn bright red for thinking of something naughty.

I cleared my throat and tried to get up, but a sharp pain shot up from my leg.

Wincing, I sank back into the bed and asked, "Who?"

"Barbara." Yikes.

If Barbara was standing outside, she indeed posed a problem.

But on second thought, I realized the prince had nothing to do with me, so why was he so hesitant to go out? "So what if she's outside? There’s nothing going on between us.You can go still go out."

In my eyes, this made perfect sense.

But Anthony turned his head and looked at me.I could see the complex emotions in his eyes.All right.

I get it now.

Maybe it was because the prince didn't want to be seen walking out of my room.

It could cause a scandal.It made sense he wanted to save face.

I opened my mouth to say something, but then I heard Barbara's voice outside my door.