Author's Note
Thank you so much for the reviews and the follows! I hope you enjoy this small chapter, as I currently work on adding detail to the next one!
Her shirt was off, his wolf armor grew cold on his wooden dresser. His hand softly caressed her smooth soft silky skin. Her bare back glowed under the soft candlelight, just begging to be pressed against his.
"You gonna start yet? Or are you just going to stare?" She grumbled, shifting to press the blanket tighter against her chest. The cold air tickling her spine.
With a growl, his hand found her left shoulder, before he stabbed the sterilized needle into her skin. She tensed up, her body leaned forward in response to the pain, her head between her knees. Taking his left arm, he pinned her against his soft cotton tunic. The fabric thin enough to feel his heart beat. It was steady, and slow.
"Stay still." He growled into her ear. His hot breath on her neck, tickling. Obediently, she endured as he stitched her wound shut. Focusing on his heartbeat, she managed to endure the pain.
"All done. You can leave now." He said in a harsh cold manner. He watched as she slipped on her vest, before trying to stand. Her legs turned to jelly, and she clutched the nightstand in desperation. Regaining her composure, she carefully limped out of his room, before whispering a soft "Thank you".