Adams' POV
“She will be fine,” the pack doctor said after observing her for a while.
He mixed a greenish substance with a white powder and passed it into her mouth with the help of a spoon.
“This should reduce the effects of the shock. What happened to her though, my king?”
“She fell and hit her head while we were together. I couldn't get to her in time.”
I couldn't bear to tell him what happened yet. Since rumors were already going about the castle that I was a woman hitter, keeping it in the mansion was the best thing for now.
He nodded and bowed, his head almost grazing the floor. “I'll take my leave now, my King.”
I nodded as he walked out of the room, his huge leather bag trailing behind him. It was new and very expensive. Only extremely rich werewolves used that type of bag,
