Chapter 95-03

“It’s really deep,” he said, frowning down at the injury. “I can feel it. It hurts, Liam,” I moaned, pressing myself closer to him. He felt fresh, and it was soothing my skin. Liam cupped my cheek and made me look up at him. He looked really worried. His forehead was creased in a frown. He inspected the bite as best as he could. Whenever he touched it too much, or pressed his fingers against it, the entire area around the bite stung. “Why isn’t it healing?” He asked, looking up at me while caressing the side of my face. His hand was wet. When I looked down at it, I realized it was stained with my blood. For some reason, his bare chest got my attention. He had healed from the burns I had unintentionally inflicted. “I don’t know. When Layton claimed me, it didn’t heal fast either,” I told him. “Do you think it’s because we’re Werewolves?” Liam asked. “I don’t know,” I said, my voice sh