He looked at her with hard eyes. “I’m not leaving her side.” The wolf threaded into his voice and the woman lowered her gaze.
“Sawyer—” another medic said, but his wolf was out, there would be no reasoning with him and that was obvious. Eugene jumped into the helicopter and we took flight.
“Witch is on the way. Will meet us at your place. I thought you might like to be discreet,” Eugene told Sawyer.
He nodded. “And call Doctor Berns to look over Demi. He can meet us at my apartment too.”
Eugene’s eyes widened. “Your father’s private doctor is for the alpha family only. I don’t think—”
“I wasn’tasking,Eugene.” Sawyer’s voice was short and clipped.
With a nod, Eugene dialed another number and I reached out to stroke Sawyer’s face, pulling him down to look at me. His eyes were blazing yellow. I was guessing his wolf didn’t like being in such a small space with other people and a bad injury, but I knew his wolf was also protective over me. More than human Sawyer was.
“I’m okay. You did good, and I’m okay now,” I purred into his ear, trying to soothe his wolf.
He held up my arm, putting the cuff in full view of my face. “Nothingabout this is okay.”His voice cracked with emotion. “I basically left you human, you could have been—”
“But I’m not.” I ran my thumb over his bottom lip and he shuddered, eyes flashing yellow to blue and then back to yellow.
“I fucked up. Demi, I’m so sorry I fucked up.” His grip around me tightened and I winced because it hurt my injuries a little, but at the same time I needed it. I needed him, I wanted to be closer. I couldn’t get enough of this feeling that he provided when he held me.
I felt safe.
I felt adored.
I felt like I was falling in love.
All of it scared the shit out of me and filled the holes inside of me at the same time.
“Shhh,” I soothed in his ear. “I forgive you.”
He nodded, his dark hair splashing across his forehead. “Never again.” He tapped the cuff. “Never again.”
And I believed him.
“I needyou to lay her on the bed, Sawyer.” A tall man in a white doctor’s coat peered at Sawyer with a slight look of alarm. Sawyer hadn’t let me down since we left the Wild Lands. He’d held me to his chest in the helicopter. He’d carried me through campus into his house. And now a bunch of dominant males wanted to examine me and his wolf was back, glaring at the men with yellow eyes.
The bed had been stripped and covered in plastic sheeting, then a white gauzy linen. We didn’t go to his old house where the vampires attacked like I thought we would; he must have moved after that incident. We were in a giant glass house that was slightly more off campus but surrounded by open green grass and men with machine guns monitoring the perimeter.
He just glared at the doctor, chest heaving, arms snuggled tightly around me.
“Sawyer…” I pulled his face to mine and met that blazing yellow gaze. “I’m in pain and I’d like the doctor to help me. I had a really bad fall down the mountain. I need you to put me down.”
His eyes bled into blue and his face contorted in agony, as if thinking of me in pain caused him to also feel discomfort.
With a nod, he lay me on the bed and then hovered six inches over me.
The doctor cleared his throat. “I needspaceto examine her.”
With a growl, Sawyer pushed off the bed and stood behind the doctor and his female assistant and they immediately went to work.
The female clicked her tongue as she pulled up my shirt to look at my stomach. “Does it hurt when you breathe in deeply?” she asked.
I looked down at the purple splotching bruises on my ribcage and nodded. I’d been taking shallow breaths this entire time.
“Broken ribs,” the doctor typed into his tablet.
I could hear Sawyer’s jaw clamp shut from here; his teeth clacked together. He started to pace the room as they continued to inspect me. Flashing a light in my eyes, they had me follow their finger.
