#Chapter 495: Flashbacks

Nina “Hold still.” I dabbed at Matt’s bloody nose with an antiseptic wipe. He winced, but didn’t pull away as I cleaned away the oozing blood to reveal raw, bruised skin. “It’s not broken,” I said softly. “Just cut up real good.” “Fuck. I’m so sorry, Matt,” Enzo, who was standing beside me with his fingers curled up in his hair, said. “I really didn’t mean to—” “Hey.” Matt shot Enzo an understanding look. “It’s alright. Shit happens.” “Still.” Enzo cursed under his breath and turned away. He rubbed his bloody knuckles on his shirt and shook his head, but said nothing more. I chewed my lip as I looked back and forth between the two of them. The scene I had walked in on was so shocking and grotesque; Enzo hunched over Matt, his fist raised. Matt’s hand wrapped around Enzo’s fist, his arm quivering from the strain of trying to hold Enzo back. And the look in Enzo’s eyes. Oh, the look. It was as if he had gone feral, like a wild dog. I don’t know where his m