[NOUR]
There were whispers, lots of them, but in the midst of all that, was a broken werewolf prince and an enforcer who looked like he wanted to be everywhere but here; something that a few people had noticed, but none dared to say a word.
"Take him to the infirmary!" Delbert shouted as he rushed to Nour, when he realized that Grant was just standing there staring at his already hurting mate. If Nour had been any other wolf, then Grant would have been quick on his feet.
Delbert knew the hesitation was intentional, given this enforcer had seen more things in war than any of them had. He had always found a way to keep himself sane. This was just one bleeding wolf and he was distancing himself.
"Snap out of it, Grant! Help us out here," Delbert said, in a bid to remind Grant that they were in front of people and he needed to act accordingly, especially now that they had already established that the mate bond had ruined them all for a time.
