She… yelled at him.
“I said I’ll clean your wound! So you better let me—or I’ll beat you to a pulp this time!”
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Logan froze at her words. Did she just threaten me? It was the first time he’d heard her talk back to him.
He couldn’t help but feel shocked. She actually yelled at him. A small smile tugged at his lips—he deserved it.
Snow’s eyes narrowed the moment he smiled. Was he mocking her? Or planning a way to hurt her? That smile scared her.
Maybe she shouldn’t have yelled. Maybe she should just turn around and leave. But before she could move, Logan grabbed her wrist, and she froze.
“Didn’t you say you’d beat me to a pulp if I didn’t let you treat my wound?” he said. “So go ahead. Clean it.”
Snow let out a nervous smile.
She was actually good at this. She used to treat
