Xlynor's POV
She sat up, then pulled me into a sitting position, her brows pinched together.
She touched the cut on my lower lip with the tips of her fingers, then she moved to my brow. I probably had a cut there too, because she dabbed it with the hem of her sleeve.
I didn’t even feel it. It must’ve happened when my mouth hit her head during the fall and we rolled over.
“This is all your fault. Why would you lean so close to me? I just wake up and the first thing I see is your face right in mine. Now look what happened.” She fussed, eyes still full of concern.
“Wait!” She pulled back, a scowl spreading on her face. It seemed like she had just realized what she was doing. “Why aren't you healing? You're a werewolf, you’re supposed to heal, aren’t you?”
My mind snagged on the words. S
