“I promise. You won’t lose me. Everything’s going to be fine.” Summer stroked his back, trying to ease out the tension in his muscles. “Try to relax, okay? I don’t think there’s anything we can do right now. You want to clean some of this blood off?”
Melting against her as her fingers skimmed down the bumps in his spine, he stiffened then and gave his body a long glance, sniffing and frowning. “Mine? Not mine…I don’t know…” he whispered hoarsely, trying to determine if he had been injured before, because he’d now healed with only the lingering coppery scent indicating that any blood at all had been spilled.
“Doesn’t matter,” she asserted. “It’s there. Come on. Shower? Helios will help you.” Indeed, as soon as the word ‘shower’ was uttered, Helios appeared, trotting in from the bedroom with alert ears. He came over to Isaac and sniffed at his hand, licking it gently. “There, see?”