"Caden, what are you doing?" I scolded him in a low voice. "Put me down!" His expression was cold. "You're hurt. I'm taking you to the hospital." "I already told you, I'm fine!" I struggled in his arms. "Put me down—I still have scenes to shoot." What was Caden thinking? I was an Alpha. A fall from a swing was nothing—heck, I could jump from the tenth floor and still walk away unscathed. I barely even took a tumble, and besides, he caught me before I hit the ground. I was perfectly fine—there was no need for a hospital. But my words only made his expression grow even darker. "Someone tampered with the swing—that's why the screws came loose. If that person is still lurking around, waiting for another chance to hurt you, what are you going to do then?" I stared at him, speechless. He was overthinking things. Before I could say anything, Jasper stepped forward to block him. "Caden put Rosaline down!" "Move," Caden said coldly. "She just fell from that height, and you still expect her to keep filming?" Jasper hesitated, momentarily at a loss for words. I sighed. "Forget it, Jasper. Just shoot the other scenes first—I'll do mine tomorrow." I didn't want these two high-ranking heirs fighting over me, and, to be fair, Caden did have a point. Still, I had a feeling today's incident would be making entertainment headlines soon. Without another word, Caden carried me straight to his car and practically tossed me inside. Noticing the stormy look on his face, I glanced at him. "Caden, I'm fine. Didn't you catch me?" "I'm not fine—happy now?" He lifted his right hand and held it out to me. That's when I saw it—a large bruise spreading across his hand. It must've happened when I landed on him. "Caden, are you okay?" My heart clenched at the sight.A strange emotion washed over me. He had gotten hurt protecting me—again. Seeing the concern in my eyes, Caden's lips curved slightly, a faint smile flickering in his gaze. "Getting injured for you is worth it." His words sent a sudden warmth rushing to my ears. Caden had a way of making people flustered. Meeting his deep gaze, I quickly looked away and stood up. "I'll go find the first-aid kit." I rummaged through the trunk, grabbed the kit, and returned to his side. Pulling out some iodine and gauze, I softened my voice without even realizing it. "Give me your hand." Caden gently placed his injured hand in my palm. My brows furrowed as I took in the nasty bruise. "Next time, don't rush in when you're not sure what you're up against." As I spoke, I dipped a cotton swab in iodine and carefully disinfected his wound. My movements were light, almost instinctively gentle. "Alpha, this is the first time you've been so tender," Freya teased. "Oh, cut itout. He savedme, whichmeans he savedyoutoo." "We didn't need him to save us," Freya retorted. Caden's POV: Leaning back against the seat, I rested my chin on my other hand, my gaze locked onto Rosaline. She was so focused on treating my wound, that her lips pressed together in a slight pout—probably without realizing it. That tiny expression, filled with worry, sent a strange, almost electric sensation through my chest. Once she finished disinfecting the wound, she carefully wrapped it in gauze and let out a small sigh of relief. "All done. But you should still go to the hospital to get it checked. You don't want to risk an infection—tetanus and all that. It'd be a hassle. Besides, you're not an Alpha yet, so your recovery won't be as fast." She lifted her head as she spoke, only to meet my eyes. She froze for a second. That little stunned expression of hers—way too cute.I swallowed, my Adam's apple bobbing, then reached out and pulled her into my arms in one smooth motion. Lowering my head, I leaned in toward her slightly parted, rosy lips. "What the hell are you doing?" Rosaline shoved me away. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her tone laced with exasperation. "You're injured, and this is what's on your mind?" A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. "Well, can you blame me? It's because it's you." And with that, I leaned in again. Rosaline immediately pushed against my chest. "You're at it again!" "Hmm?" I raised a brow, amusement flickering in my eyes. Then, without warning, I reached for the seatbelt beside her, pulled it over her, and clicked it into place. "What were you thinking?" I asked, feigning innocence. Rosaline shot me a glare. Seeing how she was about to snap, I decided to stop messing with her—for now. Settling back into the driver's seat, I started the car. But instead of heading toward the hospital, I took a different route. "No need for a hospital," I said, glancing sideways at her. "Having Dr. Watts' apprentice right here is more than enough."