"Ouch!"
"Hold still, you big baby."
I winced, my jaw tightening as Odessa applied some potions on my wounds. We were in my room, alone, the lights were turned off and the blood moon was finally back to its... "Normal" colour.
I was shirtless and she sat on the bed behind me, her soft, cold fingers on my skin a reassurance that she was here with me.
"You think Ryker changed his mind on 'destroying everything I hold dear'?" I asked Odessa with a dry laugh, curling my fists on the bed. "I can't believe I let him go."
"I can't believe you'd want to risk your life like that." She breathed out behind me, her hands slowly tracing from the wounds on my back to the one on my right arm.
It was still oozing with dried blood, but the moment her fingers, which were tipped with the potions, touched it... I felt a soothing relief from the pain.
