It hurts so fucking much though.
“Take your time,” Cade says soothingly. “Let’s try to sit her up.”
“Is her back able to?” Lex asks with concern.
“Marie gave something to Daxton’s doctor to help speed up the healing. Her bones should be mended enough now.”
I feel a hand slip underneath me, gentle fingers inspecting my body. Even with the careful touch, I yelp, jolting away.
“See—healed,” Maverick proclaims. “She jumped to get away from Cade. I don’t blame her. I’d do the same as well.”
Hands lift me, a pillow being stuffed behind my back as the bed is raised forward. Blinking, I ignore the pain as I focus my attention on getting my eyesight back.
Two. Three. Four.
Seven.
Clarity returns, my mates appearing beside me. I find Maverick first, breaking out in a smile when I see the downright panic on his face.
Ha. He looks funny too.
Scowling, he asks, “What’s so funny?”
“You look worried,” I point out. “It’s a weird look on you.”
Cade snorts behind me and I turn my head, wincing as my neck aches. But I temporarily forget about the pain when I see Lex and Cade watching me closely.
“Hey, Red,” Lex murmurs, cupping my face. “You gave us quite the scare.”
Cade nods. “Try not to do that again, yeah? Preferably, no more leaving the house.”
I smile—well, a half-tilted one as the pain intensifies. Lex frowns, giving my hand a quick squeeze before walking to the door. I watch as he leans out, quietly talking to someone.
A few seconds later, Dr. Madison enters, a bright smile on her face. “Nyx, it’s good to see you awake.”
“Help,” I plead quietly, suddenly feeling desperate since I know she’s right there.
The three men look ready to avenge me if she doesn’t take the pain away. But she pays them no mind, heading over and fiddling with my hand.
A rush of fluid shoots through my arm, the coldness shocking me. I spot a cannula in my hand, but before I can think anymore about it, sweet relief washes over me.
“That’s the spot,” I groan, melting into the pillow. “Thank you.”
Maverick visibly relaxes, and I chuckle again. But this time, he doesn’t seem annoyed at me. If anything, he looks broken. And that breaks my heart.
“Hey,” I murmur softly, reaching my hand out to touch his face. “I’m okay. You’ll have plenty of opportunities to try to kill me.”
He covers my hand with his, holding it to his face. “I’m going to kill Orson,” he replies. “I’m going to make him regret the day he fucked with us.”
Part of me expects Lex, my rational alpha, to jump in. But when I hear him agree, I find him and Cade nodding.
“We need a plan,” I say, words slurring a little. “Ophelia will help. The flowers.”
The three of them share a silent look of confusion and concern. But Cade just turns back, smiling as he taps my hand. “Okay, killer. But let’s heal a little first.”
Chapter Twelve
Nyx
