Chapter 7

Megan groaned as the cut on her arm stung. This Lycan packed a fight. A good fight, but unluckily for him, he was the one lying on the ground with his head a few decent meters from his body.

Ouch! That stung.

She watched as Jack set the remains on fire using the magic powder she had given him earlier. That way, he would never arise. They had learned the hard way to ensure they burned the bodies to a crisp before leaving. The nightmare she got from the memory of that corpse arising from the ash sent shudders down her spine.

“Go sit for a minute. I’ll get the antiseptics,” Jack said as he gave her a sideways glance. She sighed and did as he instructed. Besides, her hands could not do the same type of job his hands would do. She would probably chicken out from the pain.

When Jack finally came to her, he made a tsk sound.

“That looks nasty. I know it’s hurting really bad right now. Let me help make it better,” Jack said as he examined the wound. She so wish