Chapter 7 – Wash her body!

Landry’s POV

“Your injuries could be fatal if left untreated,” Landry says, narrowing his eyes at her.

“It doesn’t matter,” she murmurs, closing her eyes again. “A doctor can’t help me. It would be useless.”

To Landry, she wasn’t making any sense. He saw tears escaping her closed eyelids; she kept her grip on his arm, though it was weak. He had never seen Bernice look so helpless and weak before. This wasn’t the same comrade he has come to know and fought alongside for all those years. She was just a simple Omega, weak and fragile.

And injured.

He sighed, annoyed with her stubbornness.

“Okay,” he finally says after a pause. “No doctors. But at least let me take a look at it.”

She says nothing as she remained lifeless on the table. The only indication of life was the movements of her chest with each breath she took.

He decides to take her to his palace where he could safely examine her without interruption. He doesn’t want to put her uniform on over such wounds, nor would it fit witho