Chapter 214 Be Proud, Aidan

• The night air was thick with the scent of herbs and ointments as Aidan winced, sitting shirtless on a wooden stool in the dimly lit room. Mary, the maid, cleaned him, her fingers deftly applying a salve to the bruises and cuts that marred Aidan’s skin.
• Blake stood nearby, his arms crossed over his broad chest, a proud grin spreading across his face as he recounted the events of the evening. “You should have seen him,” Blake boomed, his deep voice echoing with admiration. “Aidan fought like a true Alpha. That rogue didn’t stand a chance once Aidan tapped into his power.”
• Aidan tried to suppress a smile but winced as the movement sent a sharp pain through his bruised cheeks. He gingerly touched the spot, the sting forcing him to let out a low groan. The sound drew laughter from the others, they found his whimpers hilarious.