Aurora's POV
Slowly he lowered me onto the cot, resting my back against the cool wooden headboard. "How are you feeling?" He asks quietly, taking a seat by my side as he looked at me with those beautiful orbs
filled with affection and love.
I swallowed roughly, with my hand placed on the wound. "Fine, for now," I say, trying to smile despite the pain that stretched up from my shoulder and down to my chest.
It hurts so bad that I could feel tears prickling the corners of my eyes but I held them back, forcing myself to keep up the facade.
"Let me see it." He whispered and I nodded, slowly removing my hands away from the wound while he brought a hand up to my shoulder and pulled away part of the material covering it to reveal the slash I got from Amentha's claw and the deep gash that lay underneath.
"It's deep." My mind registered the worry in the tone of his voice but I found it hard to say anything. All I did was nod my head slightly.
