Chapter 77

Demetri’s POV

I point to the door that leads back into the procedure room about three feet from where I stand. He walks slowly, watching me with caution as he gingerly takes the robe off and hangs it on the hook. I look over his naked body at the various marks and bruises. I’m hoping that this bath will help him heal as the last time I’ve seen a wolf so badly injured, outside of war, was when I was a teenager and my father had interrupted a brutal hazing at a pack we were visiting.

The damage done to the young he-wolf resulted in my dad removing him from the pack and advocating for changes in the laws. He’s the reason hazing is now considered battery and is punished with five years in prison for the first offense. It’s easy to notice his shaking hands as he walks back over to the tub.

I strip my own sweatpants off leaving me clad in only my boxers and t-shirt, the classic sleep attire for most he-wolves before crawling into bed. I fold them and pla