Ivan
She's torn between being mad at me, which I can understand, and anticipation. Touching the swollen area on her face, I see how nasty the bruise is. I was going to kill that she-wolf myself. What the fuck was Jessica thinking? Why had she come here in the first place? Who was she to hurt my queen?
"She broke your nose." I frown, noticing it's not as perfect as before.
"Go ahead." Pouting, she motions with her good arm before closing her eyes. Then, using both hands, I jerk her nose back into place. She moans in pain but stays still until I'm finished.
"Done," I whisper, kissing the bridge of her nose before checking her eyes.
"You're going to lick my face?" She sounds unimpressed with the idea.
"Won't look so black tomorrow." I offer with a smile.
"You're still going to be slobbering all over my face."
"Hey, I brushed my teeth." I chuckle before staring at the cuts on her arm. That only makes her roll her eyes at me.
