Sophia’s POV
There was literally nothing there. We took that time and chance to heal my wounds and Jacob’s. Ricky was silently grunting while blowing off his cuts. Obviously trying his best to appear strong.
‘Jacob, cover his wounds.’ I urged my mate.
‘What? Why on earth would I do that?’ He huffed and glared at me. While still tending to both of our wounds.
‘Hey! Aren’t you the president!? It is your duty, duh! Or do you want me to do it?’ I let out a small and playful smirk because I know I already won. There is no way he’ll let me. Not now nor in any other universe will he let me do that. He is just so petty and possessive. Although I love that side of him.
He muttered some profanities under his breath but ultimately surrendered. He sighed in annoyance first before he tore off his
