Restrain myself

**Estelle's POV**

"Prince!" shouted my wolf.

I rushed over to Prince who came out of the room covered in blood, especially his stomach. I whined without realizing it because I was too panicked and Doctor Gordon reminded me to restrain myself.

"Don't make any sound, Estelle! You're still on medication!" he said sternly.

But how could I possibly do that? In this moment of urgency and distress? I saw someone I knew bleeding. Prince might have been dying. He was lying on the ground now, not even opening his eyes. I patted his cheek repeatedly, hoping it would wake him up. But it didn't work at all.

"Don't do anything! I'll ask my disciples for help!" he said.

"Don't involve the soldiers!" I reminded him.

"Did I say I'd ask them for help?"

I glared and then he left.

‘Oh, Prince, what happened to you? Why are you here? And why are you bleeding?’

"Estelle! Observe the wound on Prince's body! Doesn't it look like a blister?" My wolf was very thorough.

After I examined the wound on Prince's