Samika's POV
The sun is rising as we slowly reach the borders of his pack. No one has seen us yet. I look at Nyle again and he is still struggling to walk. There was a point where Jerome literally threw Nyle across the room.
"You are badly hurt" I whisper taking a quick glance at his body and face, as his blood is slowly starting to get dried and sticking to his skin. Not a very pretty sight you want to look at and remember as someone you love.
"I will heal in a couple of hours" Nyle says in a groan and I just nod, still wondering how that works. But I don't want to question.
Nyle is doing his best not to put his weight on me, but I can still feel the heaviness of his body as we are walking. His arm is on my shoulders and I am holding him by his waist, helping him walk.
He guides
