Thorne
Thorne had never seen a sparring match become so violent in his two and some years at Alpha Academy. Normally, whoever was monitoring sparring would step in and break the Alphas up before someone got injured. He was completely confused as to why the Headmaster wouldn’t, especially with a student as prized as a Princess.
Furthermore, he didn’t understand why he was stuck with his un-fated mate while his betrothed was off with Lunerly. Especially since Lunerly seemed to have some sort of hard-on for Zora. He huffed as he wrapped a bandage around the other woman’s leg, making sure it was tight.
“I believe proper blood flow is needed for healing,” Zora snapped from above him.
“It needs to be tight to stop the bleeding,” Thorne retorted, yanking the wrap again. Zora hissed above him
