Chapter 50: Lingering Touches and Alpha Tensions
(Eliza's POV)
"You're too tense," I said, trying to maintain my clinical detachment as I worked the healing salve into Garrett's injured back. "The salve won't absorb properly. Relax."
The angry red welts from Elder Blackwood's cane stood out starkly against his tanned skin. Despite my professional tone, I couldn't help noticing how the muscles beneath my fingertips remained rigid, almost trembling with tension.
Garrett said nothing. His breathing had become measured and controlled, as though he was focusing intently on each inhale and exhale.
I continued applying the moonlight herb mixture in steady circles, the familiar scent filling the space between us. The silence grew heavier with each passing moment.
"This should help with
