Bite Me, My Fated Alpha King
sighed the Doctor, who beamed at me invitingly, pulling his glasses from his grey hair and placing them on the tip of his nose, making his way over to me.
"Please, Kacie, take a seat," said Dr. Murphy, waiting for me to back up onto the hospital bed, I perched myself on the edge of it hesitantly, my entire body trembling. "Look at her wrists," growled Theonardo as he averted his eyes from me, breathing heavily, attempting to calm himself down. His arms were folded tightly across his muscular chest, and I took the time to trail my eyes down his tattooed forearms.
The Doctor hissed as he examined my wounds, shaking his head and turning to Theonardo he said, "She's too weak, so her wounds aren'