"Oh my God!" Oliver hastily retracted his hands, his flushed cheeks drained of colors. "I—I'm so—"
Lu Yizhou pressed his finger on the omega's lips. "No sorrys between us."
Oliver's heart was still galloping with panic. Ever since the bombing incident, they hadn't really talked about the Alpha's broken horn. His fractured wings were another matter altogether because apparently his healing ability was exceptional enough to repair the broken tissues within a week, returning them to their former majestic and luscious feathers. But his horns… Oliver hadn't got much knowledge about antelope, but he at least knew that unlike deers, antelopes didn't need to shed their horns during winter. It meant that the damage on the Alpha's horn was… permanent. The thought always made Oliver's heart seize painfully because he kept on being reminded that Lu Yizhou's otherwise perfect appearance turned out like this because of him.
