Chapter 27: Pack
Mink's P.O.V:
"Ugh!" I groaned as I awoke. My shoulder was killing me and I couldn’t even move my arm because of it.
"Hey," Rhys's voice came from next to me. "Are you in pain? I'll go get Belle!"
I caught his hand when he would have gotten up. "Stop, Rhys." I groaned again as the movement caused my shoulder muscles to flex. "I'm fine. Just...extremely sore."
"Damn wolf! Biting you is supposed to be my job!" Rhys joked.
"Shut up!" I let go of his hand once he sat back down on...whatever he'd been sitting on and rubbed the sleep off my eyes before opening them. "What the-back off, what the hell are you hovering over me for?"
"Well, I was just checking to see if you were comfortable,” he told me. “There’s no need to be rube, I did have your back when you were down.”
