"Unless you want to," Lynn added, leaning against the wardrobe across from me, arms crossed over her chest. "Give me the word and I'll muscle these fuckers out of here."
"That'swhat you are!" ChaCha said, snapping her fingers. "You're the bodyguard."
Lynn scowled as she contemplated it, but then smiled, brightening. "I like it. How many skulls do I get to crack?"
"Uh." The blonde woman winced. "None?"
Lynn went back to scowling.
"I'm Vienna," the small woman sitting on my bed said without a discernible cue. "This is Jessia/Jessa, Lynn, and ChaCha. Andthis," she murmured, setting a tray on the bed, "is the ultimate aftercare kit."
"You're such a good dom," Lynn purred, earning ashut upglare from Vienna even as the fair woman blushed.
"Ice cream, cookies, chocolate, peppermint tea," Jessia reeled off, giving me a soft look that made me want to crawl out of my own skin. Like she knew what had happened.No onewas supposed to know. "Strawberry laces, three packets of crisps, and carrot sticks with hummus because we didn't know if you're one of those health nuts."
I couldn't help but snort at her tone.
"Andall this," ChaCha input, watching me,measuringme, as she emptied the pockets of her grey hoodie. "We didn't know if you'd need anything; if you were fine or not fine or—you know."
My shoulders tightened as I watched her produce plasters, bandages, painkillers, antiseptic, and a little sewing kit."
"I'm fine," I ground out, my chest filling with pressure until I worried I’d explode. "You don't need to fuss."
"We weren't sure if…" Jessa murmured, her eyes big and swelling with sympathy.
"No.Nothing happened."
Vienna exhaled a breath of relief, smiling. "Thank god for that. Here, eat some chocolate if you're not lactose intolerant."
I accepted the snack mostly because my body was screaming and pained, and I hadn't eaten anything since the cereal this morning. I didn't even know what time it was. It had been daylight when Priest drove us here, but it felt like I'd been inthat housefor hours.
The women watched me unwrap the foil cover and break off a KitKat finger, relaxing when I ate it—all but Lynn who watched me with narrowed eyes.
I tensed again when she opened her mouth. "We're not medics, but you know who is? Giant, one of the guys in the club. Good man, decent nurse."
"He's my sister's mate," I said, suspiciously watching the woman who gave offdon't fuck with mevibes.
Jessa squealed so suddenly that I jumped—and then bit my lip as pain flashed through my pussy. "Giant hasa mate?Oh my god! This is amazing!"
Vienna laughed at her friend’s outburst, but she was nodding.
ChaCha let out a low whistle. "What's she like—your sister? Does she cry over animal rescue shows too?"
"Fierce," I replied, the thought of Astrid making my stomach unclench just slightly. "She's like a wildfire."
"Ha!" ChaCha barked, grinning so big her brown eyes sparkled. "Giant won't know what's hit him. Lynn, stop stealing the care package!"
Lynn snorted, flicking her friend a look as she pocketed the supplies. But she gave me a stare that made me squirm—andthen hiss in pain at the movement. "These are for our new buddy. Come on, you're going to see Giant," she told me.
"Uh, I think he's a little busy with my sister right now," I said.
"Not if I know him," Lynn huffed. "He'll be playing Mother Theresa to the omegas the guys rescued today." She held my gaze in a clear challenge—and an order. "A check up won't kill you."
But it would reveal what had been done to me. To Astrid'smate.
Lynn's mouth pressed thinner as she stalked closer, pockets full of snacks, and grabbed my arm to haul me out of bed. I snarled as much as a beta could, but she bared her teeth and snarled back.
"Lynn!" Vienna cried, flying off the bed to grasp her friend’s arm. "I'm so sorry, Luna. Lynn, leave her alone."