The Wolf King's Luna novel Chapter 63

CATHERINE

The pain shot through me as Damon helped me back to our room. Every step felt like a reminder of the fall I had taken when The Collector dropped me. I winced, trying to hide the discomfort from Damon, but he noticed immediately.

"Cathy, you're hurt," Damon said with concern etched on his face.

"I'll be fine," I replied, attempting to downplay the pain.

Damon gently guided me to sit on the edge of our bed. "Let me take a look," he insisted, his alpha instincts kicking in.

As he examined the bruised areas, his touch was surprisingly gentle. His fingers traced the contours of my injuries, and I couldn't help but lean into his comforting presence. I felt vulnerable, but being with Damon offered a sense of security.

"You took quite a fall. We need to make sure you're okay," he said, his tone a mix of worry and affection.

I sighed, realizing I couldn't escape his caring nature. "I know, Damon. It just hurts."

He met my eyes, a reassuring smile playing on his lips. "I'll take care of you, Cathy. That's what mates do."

As he spoke, Damon fetched a first aid kit, his movements deliberate and tender. The quiet in the room was only broken by the occasional sounds of the ongoing activities outside. The rumors of how The Collector was killed spread in the pack.

"This is going to hurt a bit Cathy but it'll help your wounds heal faster okay?" Damon said and I nodded in agreement.

Damon began treating my injuries with utmost care. His touch, normally powerful and commanding, was now softened and tender. This man here makes my heart beat at an unusual rate.

The sting of antiseptic made me flinch, but Damon's apologetic gaze lessened the discomfort.

"Sorry baby," he said 

'Baby, that's so sweet' I thought to myself.

"Stop blushing so much before your cheeks catch fire" my inner wolf warned mockingly

"I'm not blushing" I warned her in embarrassment

"You can keep lying to yourself" 

"Shut up already" I yelled back at her in mind and she curled back in.

After the fight in my mind with my wolf, I didn't notice that Damon had been staring at me all the while

"Is everything alright Cathy?"

"Of course, why do you ask?"

"You've been smiling and your face is all red" he teased 

I mediately placed both hands on my cheeks and they were very warm.

"I'm not smiling" I argued

"You were Cathy, so tell me why you were smiling"

"It's nothing, Damon, maybe you're beginning to see things, should I take you to the healer?" I mocked him

He laughed so hard and I was happy that I could make him laugh after the tension we've all faced today. 

He finished dressing the wounds, and I marveled at the tenderness he displayed. Damon then helped me lie down, ensuring I was comfortable. As I settled onto the bed, he sat beside me, his presence a soothing balm.

"Rest, Cathy. I'll be right here," Damon said, his hand gently stroking my hair.