Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 113

Aurora’s POV

The heavy door closes quietly behind us, muffling the relentless rain outside. The house feels warm and safe–like a fragile bubble compared to the storm still raging just beyond the walls.Leon helps Luka up the stairs, Luka leaning heavily on him, his arm draped over Leon’s shoulder. Luka’s face is pale, bruised, and soaked, but he stays silent as Leon guides him away.Jace turns to me, giving a small, reassuring smile that feels like an anchor. “Let’s get you settled.

“I nod, my arms aching with the raw burn of open wounds where the bandages tore away. The sting pulses through my skin with every movement.We walk slowly into the living room. Jace kneels

gauze fill beside the couch and pulls out a well–worn med kit. The soft clinks of ointment jars and the quiet space.

“Okay, let’s see how you’re doing,” he says gently.My stomach tightens. I glance down at my arms, hesitant.He lifts the torn gauze from my left arm with careful hands. The moment he touches my skin, I flinch — a sharp sting from the raw burns and cuts.Jace murmurs softly, “I know that hurts.

Sorry.

“He cleans the wounds slowly, wiping away dried blood. The stinging makes me bite my lip, but I don’t pull away.Jace applies a cooling ointment and wraps fresh bandages, making sure not to press too hard. His careful touch makes me relax just a little.

“This should help with the pain,” he says quietly, “and keep everything clean.

“I nod quietly, my voice caught somewhere in my throat.

As if sensing the heaviness in the room, Jace jokes.

“You know, if you want, I could be your personal nurse from now on. I’m a natural at this.

“A small, almost shy smile creeps onto my lips.He smiles back, his eyes warm.

The silence stretches for a moment, comfortable but fragile.

Then Jace’s tone softens.

“Aurora, I want you to know… if there’s ever anything you want to say, anything at all, I’m here. No pressure, no rush. I’ll listen whenever you’re ready

“I meet his gaze, surprised by the kindness in his voice.

“Thank you,” I whisper, voice barely audible.

“You never have to thank me for something like this,” he says gently.My throat tightens. I blink away a tear I didn’t realize was there.

Chapter 113

“I nod, barely able to trust my voice from cracking ace moves toward the door and slips out quietly, leaving the room feeling even emptier. I sit still, hugging my arms close, the dull pain crawling under my skin. The silence presses down on me, heavy and cold, like the rain outside.

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