She gasped.
She wanted to bend down and pick it up, but Xaden still her hands held up against the wall in an X.
He looked down at her beautiful naked body and his eyes glinted.
She tried to break free from his head but he persisted and then forced her to remain against the wall.
"Where are you running to?" He asked her coyly.
And then his eyes hungrily scanned her body.
"I have seen all this before. Touched them." He remarked as he looked at her perky and full breasts that stood looking up at him .
Inviting him to touch and taste what he had once had.
He went down against her neck sniffing her lovely scent.
She was not like the other women he had been with.
She used no oil perfumes but yet she smelled floral.
Divine.
As he gazed down on her, he realized that she was shivering with cold.
He cursed and then he let her hands free.
Then he bent down and picked up her towel from the floor before handing it to her.
She seemed genuinely surprised, but she accepted it and gave a small thanks.
Before wrapping it around her body.
She simply stood looking at him and then he realized that he was blocking her way so he stepped back.
She swallowed anxiously and stood away from him.
He started to go when she stopped him.
"Your cut." She said looking closely. "It is not healing."
He reached out to his cheek and touched the cut, it was still fresh and there was blood.
"Oh." He mumbled softly. "It is my transformation. I used my wolf and it has made my healing delay. But by tomorrow it would be fine."
"No don’t worry." She said knotting the towel securely by her chest and she walked well into the room and towards the bed. "I used to come in to this room and I remember always seeing wild herbs growing by the window."
He wanted to ask what she had been doing in the room but then she returned with the herbs.
"Sit." She instructed.
And he did just that.
He sat by the edge of the bed while she stood over him and began to peel off the herbs and align them on his cut.
"Ouch." He said feeling the burning sensation.
It felt like there were fire ants dancing on his cut.
"Sorry." She apologized as she placed each herb on the cut neatly. "It feel like fire ants doesn’t it?"
He rose a brow. "Yes."
She smiled. "That is how they are. It burns and then instantly heals. After less than an minute you would have no cut on your cheek. Do you feel any pains anymore?"
He was surprised to say that he felt nothing.
Then she gently took out the herbs from his cut and then stood facing him.
"There. See for yourself." She said.
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