She jumped when he pushed it through her skin and then relaxed before watching the small vial fill up with her blood. He took four vials of her blood, handing each one to Doc, who labeled and bagged them. He unclipped the strap and gently removed the needle, placing a cotton bud on it when he was done.
“Hold that,’ he told her, and she pressed her thumb on it while he picked her a purple band-aid. “See? All done. That wasn’t so bad, was it, Lucy?” Ace asked her, and she shook her head.
***
I shook the memory away. “Yeah, and you stabbed me, you jerk,” I told him, and he laughed.
“But it worked. She got over her fear of doctors, didn’t she?” he said, and I smiled.
“Yes, she did.” Lucy got over a lot of fears. She excelled in school despite being severely behind. Every night we helped her with her homework, and every night Ryker would read to her and Reika before bed.
“We should tell her about her wolf. Even if she doesn’t ever get her wolf back, she has a right to know,” I told Ace.
“Yeah, I don’t like keeping secrets from her,” he agreed.
“I have pack patrol tonight. You can take her back to your room if you want,” Ace told me, but I shook my head.
“No, but can I move my crap in here?”
“You’re serious about sharing a room?” he asked, getting up and putting the last of the other things away.
“Yep, I don’t plan on sleeping without her. You?”
“Me neither. If she lets me sleep near her,” he said.
“She let you mark her, and she marked you,” I told him, wondering why he was still second-guessing her.
“Yeah, I know, she may forgive me, but that doesn’t mean I forgive myself,” he said, and I nodded to him before lying back on the bed.
“I need to go, but I will be back in the morning. Let me know when she wakes up,” he said, leaning down and kissing her cheek.
Chapter fifty-eight
Lucy
My body felt like it was vibrating as I woke up, the tingles moving over my skin, making my eyes fly open to find Tyson fast asleep beside me. His face pressed into my neck, and I rolled into him, running my fingers through his hair. I could feel him becoming alert to his surroundings as he rubbed his stubble across my neck and chest. Looking around, I noticed we were in Ace’s room, yet I didn’t see him anywhere.
“You’re awake finally,” Tyson said, and I nodded my head, his hand brushing gently up and down my arm.
“What time is it, and where is Ace?”
“Ace is on patrol, and I have no idea what the time is,” he said, his eyes opening, and he pulled back and looked at me. I loved the silver color of their eyes and the way they glowed in the dark, making me remember the last thing I heard was Ace talking about my eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Tyson asked.
“Nothing. Did something happen when Ace marked me?” I asked, wondering if my memory was wrong. Tyson sat up on one elbow before reaching over me to grab his phone off the bedside table. He looked at it, and I glanced at his phone to see it was nearly 11 PM. He dropped his phone behind me on the bed before reaching over and flicking the lamp on the bedside table beside him.
“Something happened, didn’t it?” I asked him, feeling his nervousness.
“I don’t want to get your hopes up, in case it was just you responding to the bond,” Tyson told me.
“Well, you have to tell me now,” I told him. He sighed before nodding his head and sitting up.
“When Ace marked you, your eyes turned black like a werewolf’s, Lucy.”
“But I don’t have a wolf,” I told him, chewing my lip.
“Avery said something to Ace that she believes your wolf isn’t dead but dormant.”