Chapter 132. Detention. Part II

Sophia’s POV

There was literally nothing there. We took that chance to heal my wounds and Jacob’s. Ricky was silently grunting while blowing off his cuts.

‘Jacob, cover his wounds.’ I urged my mate.

‘What? Why on earth would I do that?’

‘Hey! Aren’t you the president!? It’s your duty, duh! Or do you want me to do it?’

He muttered some profanities under his breath but ultimately surrendered. He sighed in annoyance first before he tore off his coat in pieces. Jacob tied Ricky’s small cuts and open wounds so that air would not irritate them. Since we do not know if the air itself is even safe right now. A little precaution is not too bad. Besides, I get to get on Jacob’s nerves a little which is a bonus on my part. Yes, for my entertainment in the midst of this damned and tiring detention.

“My wounds would most likely be in a worse condition because of your coat,” Ricky chuckled, obviously adding ire to Jacob. I slightly looked away to hide my smile or else