Chapter 230

Demetri’s POV

He struggles to find his coordination and seems to forget how injured he is as he pushes himself up from the seat with his right arm. I gather him into my arms as he yelps and screams from the pain, holding him still until his cries quiet down.

“I’m going to move behind you so I can support you getting up the steps. We don’t have far to go. Angela left a bed in the common room for you.”

I make my move swiftly before he can think to fight. I wrap my right arm around him first, gently taking his broken arm into my hand holding it still as we start to walk. He moves slowly towards the porch as Damian slowly pulls away, taking Jamie with him to the garage.

I rub the top of his right hand gently. I’m greatly concerned about the amount of swelling he has and if it’s cut circulation off to his hand. A sharp whine and a hard step back into me answers my question. Despite my touch being light like a feather, he’s fighting hard to get his