The blond man cursed silently as Emily accidentally pressed against his wounds. He was overwhelmed by intense pain, but Alexander did his best to suppress any sign of suffering. At that moment, he internally lamented being in such a state, unable to do what he so longed for: protect his pack and claim Emily as his own at that instant. Although he wasn't sure if she felt the same way he did, possibly not, but Alexander didn't care.
When they both collapsed onto the bed, Emily, feeling frightened and a bit excited, could sense how Alexander let out a muffled groan, like someone trying not to scream. This caused her to quickly roll away to avoid touching the blond man, and then she said with anguish:
—Excuse me, Mr. Wolfsbone! I wanted to help, but it seems I only made things worse! —exclai
