Auctioned Bride Of The Cursed Alpha
I huffed, looking away.
“Are you okay?” I heard Isagi ask on my other side. He was leaned over, staring at me in curiosity. “Let me see.”
“I'm —”
He already reached over and took my hand before I could finish the sentence, turning it over in both of his, while examining my fingers. His hands were noticeably cold like ice.
“What did you do?” He mumbled, staring at my skin which had turned red where Xlynor squeezed.
“It's nothing, I'm fine,” I said, trying to pull back, but Isagi held on tight. He turned my hand over and then rubbed his thumb across my palm, as if to soothe it.
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