" Don't move too much!"

Alvara snarled at the guy on the bed, her face full of complaints. She couldn't believe that Alessia had brought her here to treat this arrogant war god. She didn't like his stubborn attitude at all.

On the other hand, Ares didn't look good as well. He kept sending her glares but right now, he was at her mercy. Raven had gone out with Alessia and had no idea when they would be coming back. Right now, he could only depend on Alvara for his recovery.

Alvara returned on his side, holding a ointment in her hand to apply on his wound. As she bent...