Chapter 7. Picking Up Pieces

Noelle’s POV

Julias and I wait hours for Roan to come back. It’s already midnight when finally, we hear the door. Roan walks in all bloody and with a sad and tired look on his face.

“You are bleeding,” I say shocked.

He grunts, “It’s nothing I just need to get some sleep and then go back to the village.”

I walk towards him and examine the cuts on his arms and chest, “We need to at least clean your wounds to make sure you don’t get an infection. Come on let’s get you on a couch so I can help you.”

Roan walks to the couch and sits down. I tell Julias to get some bandages and alcohol.

“You need to take off your clothes so I can examine all the wounds. Here let me help you,” I command.

I take off his shirt and pants until he is only wearing underwear. If the circumstances were different, I would have gotten shy from such a beautiful body exposed.

Julias comes back with the supplies, and I start cleaning Roan’s wounds.

Julias s