The Regretful Alpha 3.2

Vione could not stop staring at the face she had missed so much. She didn't move an inch from Usher's side unless something important needed to be done.

Vione realized that Usher was badly hurt. Ironically, Usher had just come back from the dead. Usher's condition was still very worrisome, so she and Ayla tried to treat him as best they could.

Bandages covered all the wounds on Usher's body. Vione was grateful that she was a wolf without claws. Thanks to this deficiency, she had some knowledge of medicine. It was not uncommon for her to get injured when she was bullied by other werewolves.

Vione breathed a sigh of relief when the last bandage was properly applied. "You just need to rest for a few days, Usher. You'll recover soon."

After finishing his words, Vione started to tidy up the remaining bandages and other things. But suddenly Usher grabbed Vione's hand. He prevented Vione from showing any sign of leaving.

"Vione."

Vione turned. "Yes?"