TANIA
“Nikolas!” A blood-curdling scream pierced the air, and it was coming from Delilah's lips. She rushed to Nikolas's side, dropping to her knees in a fluid motion. She cupped his face, her hands trembling as she tried to assess the severity of his injury.
“Oh, my goddess... oh, my goddess...” she whispered, her voice shaking with fear and panic.
Tears streamed down her face as a few pack doctors rushed in and attended to Nikolas.
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I sat awake all night, bothered by the scene. I had only kicked him in the groin. How did he end up in a pool of blood?
Then, I watched how Delilah paced around, obviously waiting for the doctor's report.
“Goddess, heal him,” she prayed repeatedly, getting on my nerves.
She is not his mate yet she was very concerned. Even my wolf didn't pity him
