Steps on how to be my mate’s perfect boyfriend- How could I ever be a perfect boyfriend when I was a terrible stranger to her?
Soren swore softly under his breath as Bryant shifted his dislocated arm back in place.
“All done. Did you ensure to put out all the fires?” His Beta asked, voice surprisingly soft.
Perhaps Bryant pitied him.
Perhaps he thought that he was shattered by the thought of his mate disappearing and needed to be coddled.
It made him want to throw up in disgust.
“I am capable of performing simple functions,” Soren muttered, stretching his arm out and hissing in pain.
Even though he’d been training with alphas in the past few weeks, none of them had inflicted quite as much damage as Irina.
She’d given him a concussion and dislocated some of his bones. Even worse, h
