Following on from last week, and Jem is still insisting on tending Sean’s wounds … here’s your taste of Eternal:
Muscle rippled beneath my curled fingers when I nudged the fabric over his hips. I knelt to undress him, and he tensed further, giving a hissed inhalation as the trousers brushed against his skin. Only once the black fabric pooled at his ankles did I see the extent of harm caused, and I swallowed the gasp that tried to escape.
From his right buttock down the back of his thigh, a jagged opening, encrusted with crimson, oozed a yellowy liquid—an echo of blood that had already exited. I pressed my fingertips to the damaged flesh, pulling back when he flinched at the contact. “Why would you try to hide such an injury?”
“Alpha’s cannot show weakness in front of their pack.”
My forehead tightened beneath my frown. “Thank you for so generically placing me amongst the others.”
*Sigh* Sean, Sean, always managing to put his foot in it by saying the wrong thing. 😉
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