Chapter 30 The Medicine Lost Its Effect

Of course, Aaron didn't undress me just to inspect my wounds. He gently removed my clothes to apply ointment, showing a rare tenderness. "I caused these wounds, so I should take care of them myself," he said. The last time he had shown such concern for me was during the few years he had adopted me. Back then, he thought I was pitiful, but his kindness had diminished over the years. There was hardly any left. I genuinely believed he was simply applying ointment for me, but when his fingers traced my back, I realized I had been deceived. He pulled me into his embrace, fingers caressing my shoulders as he whispered in my ear. He was eager to see the mark he had left on the back of my neck. "I heard the doctor say that my bite would take a long time to heal," he said, his tone carrying some guilt and a strange excitement. I understood that the night of the full moon could lead alphas to engage in unusual behavior at times. However, I knew Aaron; he could control himself well. I att