Sophia’s POV
“You deliberately held back, didn't you?” I asked Jacob as I helped him walk to the clinic. My poor mate is limping and obviously suffering from bruises and small wounds. His weight was partly on mine as we quietly walked down the pavement.
“I didn’t,” he mumbled and I saw him winced in pain. “That would be a massive disrespect, Sophia.”
I agreed, and if he ever does so, I will be the one to beat him up and talk about it. Probably mostly me knocking some sense into him.
I felt his happiness through our bond as he was proud of what he had done. Fighting him fair and square.
“What is it?” I slightly leaned my head to see his face.
“What is what?” He tilted sideways, and we almost lost balance. Goddess, good thing I managed to pull him in the opposite direction.
“Why are
