"Thank you so much for coming over here, Chloe," Ryker sits beside a resting Mylo, his fingers interlocking with that of the boy.
He softly kisses the back of Mylo's hand, pressing it to his face.
"I will never get used to Mylo facing abuse all the time," Chloe addresses one of her utmost concerns about Mylo's health.
"It's my fault this time," Ryker feels so bad about not being there on time to help Mylo, he shouldn't have let his mate face his father alone.
He shouldn't have let them meet up in the first place.
"He will be fine, Alpha," Chloe assured Ryker.
She wants to add that Mylo is actually healing pretty well on his own. More quickly than a human being could but Chloe wasn't really sure of her suspicions and decided not to tell the Alpha.
"Here is an ointment, apply it on the bruises."
"I owe you a favor this time, Chloe."
"Sure you do," Chloe closes her medical kit, "The boy is fine but you don't look relieved a bit. What is wrong?"
