Chapter 63 : Scent of Betrothal

Karen

Sitting in front of the mirror, Karenina did not pay much attention to her own reflection, focusing instead on Helga's nimble hands as she wrapped fresh bandages around her body after cleaning and washing her wounds. Lifting her gaze, she noticed Helga's worried expression, her eyebrows knit together in a deep frown on her forehead, her sad brown eyes, her pursed lips.

Then Karen raised her right hand to grasp her friend's clawed hand, instantly drawing Helga's attention as those troubled brown eyes stared intently at her. "I'm fine, Helga, really. It's not as bad as it looks, and it healed faster than it would have without Xavier's help."

Although the wound on her shoulder was still deep, it was not what it used to be. She was amazed and surprised by the healing process. Today is the fifth day since Karen accidentally entered Xavier's mate selection competition, where she was attacked and eventually injured. She has a long but fortunately not too serious laceration on her back