Gianna
As my mate sits on the edge of our bed, I press the antiseptic pad to the cut above Lorcan’s eye. I know I don’t need to; it will heal within a few minutes, but I can’t seem to stop myself. I’m worried because he should have healed already. The fact that he hasn’t healed tells me how severe those injuries are. I don’t even want to imagine what would have happened had Lorcan been human.
‘He’d be dead; that’s what would have happened.’
‘Thank you, Lyra!’
I don’t want to hear it, so I cut her off.
Seeing Lorcan’s Wolf fighting those rogues and dozens upon dozens of Wolves attacking him, something in me snapped. I was so scared that I’d lose him, and I could barely contain myself.
Lorcan told me to wait behind the tree, but I couldn’t help watching the fight. I wanted to help Lorc
