Malachi held Ravina in his arms, listening to her breathing calm down and she slowly fell into a deep slumber. With his senses still on high alert because of the healing, it wasn't easy to have her this close and keep himself in this form. But she had asked him to hold her and comfort her. He knew how difficult it was for her to allow herself such things, let alone express them so he wanted to do his best to be there for her.
It was the least he could do, after everything he put her through. The fury inside was like flames refusing to die, even with her in his arms. His mind could not erase those scars. Even knowing that once they mated, the magic they shared would help her heal, it didn't subdue his anger.
