“I just want to know who the white wolf is.” I said simply with a shrug when I felt like I should say something. “Try to straighten your leg so I can push onto the main artery to lessen the bleeding.” I told her to change the subject and she did as I asked, so I pressed onto the spot on her thigh quickly.
“It hurts.” She said in agony.
“I am sorry, just hold on for a few more minutes till Dante gets back with the key.” I told her and she let out a sad sigh.
“If it’s up to him, maybe he would let me bleed some more.” She murmured sadly and my heart broke for her a little.
“He wouldn't do that to you, or anyone for that matter. Don’t worry, he will come around.” I told her to reassure her.
“I don’t even know why the two of you hate me so much,” she said.
“I don’t hate you,” she looked
