Chapter 57: Club Adventures (5)
Spade carefully sat in the car, still not letting go of Arren in his arms. So, even if it was slightly cramped for them, Arren ended up sitting on Spade’s lap in the backseat.
Arren then rested his head on Spade’s shoulders while the alpha’s arms were wrapped around him and he slightly stroked them for a bit. After a moment of silence, Spade finally gave his order to the waiting driver.
"To the palace," he said, and the driver instantly complied.
It was also already late at night, and his foot hurt so bad that Arren didn’t have time to flirt with Spade, so he concentrated on enduring the pain.
Even though he wanted to fall asleep, he couldn’t since it was truly throbbing so much. At some point, Arren had already bit his lips and clenched his teeth so he wouldn’t make a sound, even though he really wanted to just cry from how painful it was.
With his little attention, he still managed to hear Spade talking on the phone and calling for a doctor urgently. As each passing second passed, the pain increased.
Spade was already holding his hand and letting him vent, and he gripped that hand tightly. Sweat bullets also began to appear on his forehead, which the alpha wiped for him.
That trip was like forever for Arren; he already had the illusion that his foot seemed too heavy and tight or something like that. He’d been through a lot worse in his previous life. However, that was already a long time ago; it had been a while since Arren was injured in his current life.
It also helped that Spade was there and whispering reassuring words to him; it might not seem like much, but it was already a big help from him. And after who knows how many hours of travel for Arren, they finally reached the palace.
Spade quickly got out of the car with Arren, although he made sure to be careful and not hit the head or the swollen foot of the omega in his arms.
Carrying Arren in his arms, Spade hurried without bothering with the attendants and guards that were with him. It was already night, and this entrance was only for the Emperor, and even if some rats escaped their net, he didn’t need to bother with those himself.