Dawson must have noticed how annoyed I was. After we walked into my room, he wrapped his arm around me and turned me to face him.
“Hey, are you sure your OK,” Dawson watched my expression as I hesitated.
“Yah, I’m fine. Rowen lost control of his wolf when he first got here. I didn't expect it, and it shook me up a little, but I handled it.”
I watched Dawson’s expression change as he noticed my arm. He put his hand under my elbow and lifted my arm up for a better view.
“Is he responsible for this?”
I nodded, “yes, his wolf was in control, and I was trying to throw him out. He wouldn’t let go of my arm when I started fighting him. This is the result. I’m not worried about it. By tomorrow it will be healed.”
I watched Dawson’s expression as he examined my arm and looked back up at me. I
