Bite mark

Silas's POV

As we were eating, suddenly—

"Silas, what happened to your hand? Why is there a bandage on it?" Atlas asked.

My attention also went to the bandage, and then I remembered—the bite mark. 

That's why the doctor applied the bandage. I hadn't taken it off yet since the mark hadn't disappeared.

"It's just a scratch, nothing to worry about," I said.

"Silas, let me see," Nekol insisted.

But I shook my head and continued eating. We ate so much, and by the afternoon, we finally reached home.

After a while, Nekol suddenly got a call from his family, who live out of town. They needed him back immediately, so he had to leave.

"I already called Mr. Damon, and he gave me a week off, but I'm more worried about you, Silas," Nekol said.

"I'm not a kid, Nekol, so don't worry about me."

"Atlas, take good care of Silas for a week, okay?"