Her Destined Alpha
I leant down, running my tongue along the worst of her cuts, only for her to gasp and spring across the bed.
"What are you doing!" She yelped, her cheeks burning bright pink.
If those injuries weren’t so bad, I would have teased her, but the state of her back was fucking suffocating me with crippling guilt and anger.
"Alpha saliva heals kitten." I said softly. "It will help you heal faster, lie down."
She looked suspicious at first.
"How?"
"It’s just an ability we Alphas have." I shrugged. No one ever questioned that.
"So you randomly go licking people when they’re hurt?" She asked, wrinkling her nose.