Chapter 58: Cake

~Enzo POV~

There is nothing come hell or high water that could keep me from being near Ivy when she may need me, except for her demanding that she doesn’t need me. She is right and I know it. Need and want are different things, but to me, with her, those lines are often quite blurry. She may not need me there with her but I sure a shit know she wants me there.

And as long as she wants me there, I will always be there, injured or not. I only wish I could move faster than I am in my current state. In the movie they had put on to ease my mind—as if that were possible with my mate putting herself in peril. The man was in an accident and used these things called crutches to move around. I did my best to create my own. They take the weight off my leg and place it squarely on my stiff shoulders and sore arms.

Thankfully, the wounds on my arms are covered with scabs. My muscles are abiding by my request to work, for now. But my progress is getting closer to Ivy is ridiculously slow. By the ti