CHAPTER 73

“Thank you, but no.”

“Good,” I say. He prepared to speak, but quickly shut his mouth.

She began to become bothered by whatever was disturbing him. She imagined he wanted to question her because he appeared fixed to the carpeted area adjacent to the bed.

“Doc’s orders,” he replied, casting a glance down at the cover that was drawn up to her chin. “We have to change your bandages every four hours.”

While with others, Lupus garous were not timid. So why did she have anxiety? A thin layer of goosebumps appeared on her skin. Perhaps as a result of his worried behavior. It was not a big deal because Silva had already changed her bandages twice earlier in the day. So when the male gray leader wanted to alter them, it felt like a big problem. Silva charged in like she had been trained as a nurse before she started working as a server, like she knew what she was doing. Perhaps it was because he was waiting for her to say it was okay doing and was unafraid to do it. Or perhaps it was because ev