Elenor's pov:
She and her wife had spent the whole morning in bed and cuddled. Y/n had fallen asleep at some point and Elenor just lay there and held her. She still felt guilty about the incident that happened yesterday.
"How could I hurt you?" Elenor asked herself.
She pushed the collar of Y/n's shirt down a little. The bandage was still wrapped around the Werewolf girl's shoulder but the red stains on it told Elenor that it was still bleeding. Maybe the wound had reopened during the night.
"Why is it still bleeding?" Elenor whispered.
She knew that the wound should be closed by now due to the quick healing of Werewolves. Elenor got scared that the injury could be more serious than they thought. Suddenly Y/n started to move in her sleep.
"Don't worry," Y/n mumbled in her sleep.
Y/n's pov:
