Dahlia“Dali, I’m fine.” Derrick groaned as I cleaned the area around his closing wound with methylated spirit. He tried to stop me with his hand, but I gave him a glare withering enough to make him keep his hands to himself. “I’m an Alpha; this wound will close up in no time.” Yet he winced and jolted a bit the moment I pressed the soaked cotton on his wound.“It doesn’t hurt, it’s spirit. Of course it’s going to sting.” He quickly defended, and that cute look of his couldn’t help but plaster a smile to my face.“Stop trying to be Mr. Macho, Dad.” Davies scolded him, earning quite the laugh from Lancel, Teresa, and Angelina. We were all together in Zahra’s private ward room. After Zahra’s shift in the woods, she fell unconscious, which was expected. But this time, she wasn’t placed under an induced coma, since it’s her second shift. It still doesn’t mean our fears weren’t as high as a skyscraper. Angelina hasn’t left Zahra’s side. The same goes for Davies, who lay beside her. Wa
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