SILVER BLOOD
the guy asked as he noticed the blood covering her.
"Most of it’s not mine anymore. I’ve healed," Cleo answered casually, as though being covered in blood was just another part of the job.
"The four of you should stay back, clean up the mess, and continue patrolling. The rest can head back to the pack house," Harry ordered, not even acknowledging me. Or maybe he just didn’t care.
The group began to disperse. Harry and Cleo walked side by side, with Arya trailing just ahead of them. I was left to walk with Tyrell, which I didn’t mind at all.