As much as Damon enjoyed this newfound feeling, he couldn't ignore Talia's injuries. The scent of dried blood disturbed the sweet citrusy scent of freesia, telling him that she was not OK.
Damon took Talia's hand in his and observed a cut that was on top of a nasty bruise. It was scabbing, but it still looked fresh.
'Mate's healing is slow because she doesn't have her wolf', Damon's wolf explained.
Damon raised Talia's hand toward his lips and licked the cut.
Talia jerked her hand away, but Damon's reflexes are top-notch, and he increased his grip, preventing her from doing so.
"What are you doing?", Talia asked in panic.
No one ever licked her before, and this is a scary Alpha! Will he eat her?
"Shush! Don't you know that our saliva has analeptic properties? I'm helping your wound heal. You should say, thank you, and not complain.", Damon said and grimaced. Considering her sweet scent, he assumed that she will taste sweet also, but… "Why is it bitter?"
