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“I’m sorry, I didn’t…”
He cuts me off. “It was my decision to stay here, and I have been able to do some things electronically, but today there are things that I have to do in person. Dustin will be here and he will check up on you periodically while I’m gone. What can I get you to keep you entertained while I’m gone? Books, music, crochet?”
I look at him in the mirror. “Crochet?”
He shrugs. “Just trying to cover all the bases.” He smiles and my stomach flutters. Seriously, this man is dangerous when he smiles.
“Books and music sound good.”
He nods. “All done here?” When I nod, he picks me up and walks out of the bathroom. He stops frowning. “Bed or couch?” He asks.
“Couch.” I can see he’s not terribly pleased with my choice. “Or the bed if that’s better.”
“No, this is fine.” He says before gently putting me on the couch. “I’ll be right back.”
Before he gets to the door, it opens and Dustin walks in with a tray of food. “Good morning, Angel. You gave me quite a scare last night.”
“I’m sorry about that.” I say, not wanting to talk about it again.
“Nothing to apologize for.” He says, putting the tray in front of me and sitting down beside me. His arm goes around the back of the couch behind me. “So, I hear we’re going to be spending the day together.”
Liam’s growl has my head shooting up to look at him, but his eyes are on Dustin. I see his eyes glaze over and look at Dustin to see his have as well. They are mind linking and don’t want me to know what is being said. I’m surprised when Dustin’s smile gets bigger and Liam stomps out.
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Dustin is seriously pushing my buttons. He knows that I’m feeling possessive of my unmarked mate. Deep down, I know he won’t do anything, but it’s still hard to keep that in mind when he’s antagonizing me. ‘He touches our mate and I’ll kill him.’ Cyran snarls.
My wolf, who has already fallen head over heels in love and is wrapped around the finger of that little slip of a girl. My wolf, who is the most fierce and savage beast I have ever met on the battle field, is a puddle of sloppy adoration for our mate.
‘How many times do I have to say it, she’s perfect.’
‘And you’re ridiculous. I’m surprised you didn’t roll over and ask her to rub your stomach.” I retort back to him. Although, I have to admit, he got more out of her in a few minutes than I have in several interactions.
‘She likes me better. And if she wants to rub my tummyh for her.’ I roll my eyes. be glad to roll over
Her fear of the vampire prince, Keenan she called him, is profound. Her grip on Cyran was painful, but he didn’t care, he was glad to able to take care of our mate. And she didn’t resist. If anything, she was receptive to his attentions and happy to have him sleep with her, guarding her all night.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it as much as Cyran. Being surrounded by her scent, hearing her heartbeat and watching her sleep peacefully because we were near, had my heart soaring. I hope one day she’ll look to me, the man, not just wolf for that kind of comfort. my
I’m unhappy that I have to go into the city. But it can’t be put off any longer.
There are a couple of individuals that I need to screen before we can set them up to work for the company. I could send Dustin, but it’s my job.
She should be okay as long as she stays in bed. Both Dustin and Dr. Phillips have been told to call me if anything happens.
I bring Angel a spare phone with my Spotify playlist on it. I have no idea what kind of music she likes, but I’ll find out and create a playlist for her. I grabbed several books from the library in the packhouse. Again, I’ll figure out what she likes and make sure we have it here for her. I show her how to listen to the playlist and then help her figure out the speaker so she can listen before I head. out.
I’m gone longer than expected. It’s been a long day and both Cyran and I have been anxious being away from Angel this long. I called Dustin several times to check in and he reported that she had been eating, drinking and resting as required. He said she was standing on her own now and had been able to get herself to the bathroom. I’m surprised, she hadn’t seemed that strong this morning, but maybe getting some food in her system was making a difference.
It’s nearly dinner time when I finally get back to the packhouse. When I walk in, several pack members greet me and want to talk. I’m polite but quickly find a reason to remove myself from them, wanting to lay eyes on my mate.
I swiftly jog up the stairs, walking directly to her room. When I open the door, she’s not on the couch or the bed. I start to panic before I see her sitting by the window looking out.
“Did you want to go outside?” I ask. I can see her jump, I startled her and as she turns, I suck in air. Her eyes. They are shining golden behind the gray, making the color of Angel’s eyes turn to an olive color. It’s gone almost immediately, but I saw it. I know exactly what it means. She’s a Guardian.
My heart starts racing. Not only did the Moon Goddess literally drop my mate at my doorstep, she also mated me with a Guardian, the strongest, most fierce of all werewolves. I’m overwhelmed by this, but also confused. How can this small, timid girl be a Guardian?
I see her looking at me and she looks scared. Scared for me to know what she is? I’m not sure, so I pull myself together. “I can take you outside if you’d like to go out.”
“No, I’m ok, thank you. How was your day?” She asks and I walk into her room, moving closer to her. Her scent in my nose like a balm after a day without it.
“My day was good. I was worried about you. I didn’t like being away from you for so long.” I tell her honestly, but my mind is spinning. She’s a Guardian, I’m almost positive. There is one way for me to know for sure.
“Dustin said you checked on me several times. That’s very nice of you, unnecessary. I’m feeling better.”
“So I see. You’re able to stand and walk on your own now?”
She nods. “Only short distances, but yes,
I’m able to walk.” but
“That’s wonderful news. Have you eaten dinner?” She shakes her head, no.
“I’ll ask them to bring up two trays, and I’ll eat with you, is that okay?”
“I was going to lay down for a bit first. Maybe after that?” She says.
Perfect. “That sounds good. I’ll go get a shower and see what’s for dinner.” I watch as she walks back to her bed. She’s a bit wobbly but she’s able to do it. I help her get up into the bed and tuck her in before heading to my room.
I grab my phone dialing a number I haven’t called in over six months. She answer on the second ring.
“Liam.”
“Hey Cara. I need your help.”
“Of course, anything within my control, you know that.”
“I need you to come to my packhouse. Can you do that?”
“When?”
“Now?”