Her concerned voice has me opening my eyes again. “No, I’m just thinking of all the ribbing I’m going to get from the others about getting shot.” I smile at her confused expression. “They are going to say that I have become slow in my pampered life.”
She grins.
“What’s funny?”
“Well, they might be right.”
I frown. “Why do you say that?”
My question has her shrugging. “Goliath said you would sleep for a couple of hours and you should be brand new.” She glances behind her to the side table and then back at me. “You have been sleeping for at least five hours, I would say that is slow.” By the twinkle in her eye, I can tell she’s teasing me, the little minx.
“Slow, is it?” I ask as I grab her arm to pull it from under her, which has her gasping as she falls onto me. Her weight on my side has me groaning in pain, but I continue holding her when she tries to get up. “I’ll show you slow,” I grunt.
“Blue, no” she cries in a worried tone, but I ignore it as I pull her over my body with my good arm. “I’m going to hurt you.”
“You’re as light as a feather, you can’t hurt me even if you tried.” She’s about to answer me, when I hear someone approaching. “Cover yourself.” I order as I turn her onto her back on the bed and sit up.
“What?” she looks at me in surprise. Grabbing the duvet, I cover her legs myself just as I hear King a couple of steps away.
A minute later there is a knock, “Yeah?” I call out.
King opens the door and steps inside.
“King.”
King is a hard fucker sometimes, but he would die before he saw any harm come to any of us. I couldn’t ask for a better Alpha. He guides us with a firm but loving hand. He doesn’t show any softness, because being the leader of the pack isn’t easy if you are being challenged constantly. Many times, I have wondered if he ever feels lonely sometimes. Even though the MC is surrounded by all of us, he’s the leader, and as such, a certain respect and distance emotionally is kept.
“Are you healed?”
“Yeah, just a slight pain.”
King scowls at my reply. “You need Dakota to have a look at you.” Dakota is Hunter’s mate and ever since their mating, she has helped us with our scrapes.
“No, my woman has done what needed to be done.”
King’s eyes move over to Siena, which has me making sure that her naked legs are covered. I know that it’s crazy, because my woman is wearing panties and my T-shirt, that if pulled down would cover her thighs, but I still prefer to be the only one to see her sexy body the way it is.
“I heard you are a nurse.”
King knows exactly what Siena does for a living because they did a background check on her when I was looking for her.
“Yes, but I mostly help patients with orthopedic problems.”
King nods at her statement. “You have a job back in Cape Town; what is going to happen now that you are mated to Blue?” I stiffen at King’s question. This is a topic that I haven’t broached with Siena yet. I was waiting for the right time to bring it up. I know that she has a life in Cape Town, and I don’t want her to change her life because of me, but I would like her to spend more time here.
Siena frowns at his question, then she turns to look at me, her brows raised in inquiry.
“We haven’t discussed it yet,” I reply.
“I suggest you do. The initiation is tomorrow.” Fuck, I wish we could leave it for a couple more days, but after mating, we have an initiation that binds us, our mate and our wolf become one. I can sense Siena’s agitation over the question.
“We will,” I grunt, irritated that he would bring it up now when we were having a nice time.
“Siena, you know what we are?” Siena looks surprised at his question, but then nods.
“Yes, I do.”
“You understand that being a shifter isn’t something that we want others to know about.” I place my hand on my woman’s covered leg to calm her. I know that King can be frightening, but I understand that in his position, he needs to make sure that he keeps the pack protected at all times.