Chapter 77

Arabella’s point of view. I moaned softly as Wymond cupped my right breast and gave it a gentle squeeze, but a painful hiss followed shortly when his leg mistakenly dropped on my wound. That’s when I woke up from my little steamy dream and I remember that I’m heavily injured, mating would do me more harm than good -my wound might reopen. He made to unbutton my blouse, but I quickly grabbed his hand and stopped his movements. “What’s wrong?” he asked huskily, with a small confused frown as he looked in my eyes. “I-is there really no other way of checking if the bead actually worked?” I asked in a quiet tone. He stared at me for a few seconds. “I thought you wanted this too” he gestured between us. “Yeah, I want it but it’s really not convenient for us at the moment” He shut his eyes and inhaled deeply, then lifted himself off me and fell on the space next to me. He facepalm himself as he continued taking deep breaths, which made me think he’s angry and I couldn’t help but started explai