Hera felt like her scalp had been set on fire but she refused every remedy the betas offered to help alleviate her pain. Maybe she deserved this pain. That's what she got for kissing another woman's fiance.
Asha was currently offering her some liquid in a small bottle which she vehemently refused.
“I don't want it.” Hera refused, turning up her nose.
Asha let out a frustrated sigh. “Come on, Hera. Drink up. I'll help with the pain.”
Hera shook her head, crossing her arms over her chest. “I said I don't want it.”
“How about I take a look at your scalp. We need to make sure that there are no bruises.” Knox suggested and Hera shook her head once again.
“No, I'm fine.”
Not only was Hera in pain, she was also deeply embarrassed and the betas were making things worse by fussing over her.
