Chapter 10
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"That hurts," Zander says through gritted teeth.
I huff and move my hands down to my side, "I don't really care," I say sweetly looking down slightly at his eyes.
I am currently standing in between his legs and attempting to stich his eyebrow up, probably only needs three or four stitches. It should have only taken 30 minutes max, but Zander doesn't seem to know how to sit still.
"Where is that other guy, I want him not you," he says and backs his head away from my hands as I try to start again.
"Oh wow you really do swing that way, Seb will be so excited," I say with a smug smile.
But it quickly fades as Zander snaps his head over to me and leans in further, "Why can't he do this?" He asks completely ignoring my statement.
"Because he..." I pause a moment the bastard threw me in here and gave no explanation but I figured it meant he wouldn't cover this for me.
"Just shut up and sit still," I say throw clenched teeth and I pull his head in the right position and the light further down.
"damn woman," He mumbles as I get to work, and even winces.
"Hulk does feel things huh," I mutter knowing he can hear me.
"Unlike you yes, and I embrace those feelings. Learn to live with them," He mutters back and I roll my eyes.
"What is with you and taking a jab at me every chance you get?" I say as I reach for the needle after cleaning the wound.
"What's with you always having your guard up? Just what are you running from?" He snaps and I just want to stab him but instead I answer.
"Boy's pretending to be men," I say with a shrug.
"Shit Ivy!" Zander shouts wincing and I snicker at him. He refused the pain medicine and the numbing needle, saying something about 'wanting to feel his limits.'
"My point exactly," I mumble making sure he keeps his head still.
"I am a man," He says not needing to do anything to emphasize his point.
The Zander sitting in front of me was definitely a man, his body being able to bench press mine and his strong gaze with his deep voice, don't even get me started on the outline in his jeans. However, I would never admit that to him.
"That's what they all say," I mumble half paying attention while trying to keep a steady hand and finish his stitches.
Suddenly he begins to pull away, "Zander!" I shout and follow the movement of his head with my hands.
"You can't be moving!" I snap at him still looking at his wound trying to not rip the nearly finished stitches.
"What's your damage, huh," He snaps thankfully keeping his head still now.
"Well its more about your damage at the moment-"
"I'm serious Ivy, who the hell hurt a woman like you so bad, that you would be scared to have a relationship with someone who might actually give a fuck about you?" Zander seethes and I finally look down at his ice blue eyes.
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Werewolf"Don't stop," I beg and lean into his touch, it was exactly what I needed. It soothes the ache and discomfort "Ivy let me explain it first," he says and I whimper as he starts to move back. "No," I whisper and grab into his hand ignoring my burnin...
