He stood there like that for a few moments before approaching me slowly; his hands raised in the air, “Are you okay?”
I pulled myself to a sitting posture and nodded. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he knelt beside me. He lifted my chin gently and gulped, “I am so sorry, Omega. I am sorry that I couldn’t do anything about this.”
I shook my head and waved my hands, trying to tell him that this wasn’t his fault.
“I am so silly, right?” His dejected voice sounded as he pulled out a small box from his pocket. “I am asking you if you are okay…. How can someone be fine in this hellhole?”
He applied the medicine to my bruise; his fingers moving along my skin with a feathery movement. “It is all my fault, Omega. I should have helped you escape long back; maybe the first time Alpha Azarel l
