Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 50 Healing His Wounds

Caden’s POV:

A chill ran through my hand.

Finished

I looked at the woman before me, diligently wrapping my wound, and it felt as though the pain had faded

away.

Rosaline’s technique was so precise. Could she have a background in medicine?

What other surprises does this woman have up her sleeve?

Rosaline gently blew on the injury, her voice soft as she said, “It might sting a little, just try to hold on.”

The warmth from her breath brushed against my hand, causing a light, tingling sensation that was oddly soothing.

I found myself wanting to reach out and take her hand.

However, Rosaline must have thought I was frustrated by the pain, because she quickly pressed my hand down, saying, “Don’t move, it’ll be over in a moment.”

The warmth from her touch spread through me, and I murmured, “Thank you, Rosie.”

Rosaline looked up, her expression one of shock and disbelief as she stared at me.

“Why… are you calling me that?” she asked, pulling back slightly.

I suddenly realized that this was the first time I had ever referred to her like that.

“Have we really never crossed paths before?” I asked once more.

At that moment, something about Rosaline felt familiar reminding me of a girl from the depths of my memories–Tessa.

soft forehead and

and familiar scent hovered just beneath

Rosaline’s POV:

Caden calling my name, and instinctively, I

asking such strange

we have met

rubbed my temples, trying to think back, but I couldn’t recall any trace of Caden in

just

certain that before this, there had been no connection between us. I had never met

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50 Healing

Frostmoore. How could we

Caden replied, his voice carrying a hint

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need to finish bandaging you,” I replied, focusing again on tending to

his wounds.

was no further bleeding. Packing up the first aid kit, I said, “I’ve

eyes slightly. “Do you know how to

nodded confidently. “Not a problem.

pressed the gas pedal with ease

broke the silence. “I didn’t take harsher action against Stella. That doesn’t bother you, does it?”

head. “Not at all. Honestly, you didn’t need to step in and defend me against her. I can

Caden gave me that familiar, searching look again before asking abruptly, “Rosaline, who are you really?”

my words caught

Stella earlier, perhaps

tried to sound casual.. “Don’t overthink it. I’ve been hunting with my grandfather and the others in Frostmoore since

to me.

a soft chuckle, clearly

further, and before

Caden, and as