Chapter 31

CHAPTER 31

“Ouch.” I winced when he dampened the wet cold cloth on my bruised skin.

His head raised, a look of worry in his eyes.

“I’m fine, really “ I muttered, feeling my cheeks flush red with the way he’s staring at me.

No one really looked at me like that before. Even Angela who now I know pretended for years hadn’t managed to pull that off.

“Stay still.” It sounded more like a command.

His eyes glazed over and I knew better than to piss the guy off. From the past year we have been together, I learned that he does not take disobedience very well.

He doused the cold, wet cloth on the bruised parts of my body. When he was done, he walked back to the bathroom.

I let out a sigh of relief.

I glanced down shocked to see my bruises finally fading. Werewolves heal, only not too fast.

“It’s wolfsbane.”

I snapped up, looking into his red eyes.

“Wolfsbane?” If he could see the shock in my face, it’s either he doesn’t care or I was just too good at hiding it.

How could possibly be a hea