Jack
Everyone had come back from training with bruising, and a few war wounds that were still healing-over. Jack had stared at Luci horrified, and had found Rafe’s hands on him, the moment he’d shot to his feet at the sight of her.
She’d been walking with Petra, smiling even, and her wounds were less than the others. They were just reddened welts now, on her skin surrounded by dark purple bruising. Unlike some of the elite, who still had open wounds that were knitting together, a couple of them were holding them together even.
The pack doctor was trailing them with two nurses. Clearly, Petra had called for him. It was clear some of those wounds were deep, and needed staples to help close the gap and aid in the healing process.
He and Rafe had been sitting in the packhouse foyer with t
