Chapter 54

When we reached my house, I was surprised to find it unlocked. Usually either Soph or my Mom locks it before leaving.  "You can sit on the couch, I'll go get the first aid kit."  Grabbing the kit, I make my way back to Greg.  Opening it up, I take out some alcohol wipes.  "Is that necessary?" "Don't be a baby," I tease.  He frowns, but doesn't complain when I reach to wipe at his face. "I can do it-" Greg's hand reaches out to grab the napkin from my hand, but I pull it back before he can reach it. "No, just let me do it. It's easier If I do it."  "Fine," He grumbles. As the alcohol touches his wounds, I can see Greg's mussels tighten.  "So Wilder really did all this to you?"  "Most of it. The rest was random people from the pack forcefully bumping into me."  "Why would they do that?"  "Just because you bel