Chapter 137: Belonging Together
-Wylder- I was tending to my mate’s wounds and dressing them when Killian entered the bedroom once more, walking past us, naked and smeared with blood. Helena and I exchanged puzzled glances, but Helena quickly left the bed, and I followed her as we made our way to the bathroom. She joined him in the shower, while I leaned against the doorframe, observing them. She rested her hand on his shoulder, and he turned, enfolding her in his embrace while keeping his gaze downcast. “What happened?” Helena murmured. Killian shook his head slightly, and Helena commenced cleaning him up, rinsing away the blood. “Talk to us,” she urged. “He did it… He did it all…” he revealed. “Who?” she inquired. “Your father did it, didn’t he?” I interjected, piecing together the clues myself. Killian glance
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