Noticed

Lascivious quickly ducked back into the bathroom and slammed the door.

Pressing his ear against it, he listened, and there was no noise. Then, grabbing his phone, which he left on the bathroom counter, he quickly called Prurien.

“Get up here, and I need help getting some clothes.”

“Getting some clothes, why?”

Lascivious started whispering, “The injured woman is awake. That’s why!”

“Oh, but does that have to do with you needing clothes? Lasci, did you do something to her while she was asleep?”

The oldest brother slammed his fist on the marble bathroom counter, “Just get up here, Pru, now!”

He hung up the phone and continued listening. Finally, there was slight coughing, and he heard the woman’s soft voice.

“Excuse me, hello?”

“Keep your head covered. I’m coming out!” 

He heard her gasp as he started to turn the door handle, then something hard hit the door.

“Don’t come out. Next is the lamp!”

He took a deep breath and then spoke, “Look, lady, I am not going to kill you, let alone lay a finger on you. However, I need to get my clothes, and unless you want to witness another chance of me being naked, I suggest you keep your head covered so I can get dressed!”

“I don’t believe you!”

Right at that moment, Prurien entered the room.

“Hey, whoa, set the lamp down, Miss. You’re injured. You shouldn’t be lifting anything right now. Let me get my brother some clothes, and then we can explain.”

Lascivious could hear the sound of the walk-in closet door opening and then a drawer from his dresser.

There was a light knock, and Lascivious cracked open the door slightly.

“Hear, I grabbed whatever my hand touched first.”

Lascivious took the bundle of clothes and slammed the door back in place.

Holding up the hoodie, he grimaced. It was the one Tener bought for him as a gag gift at Christmas. He almost decided to forgo the hoodie and only wear the house pants his brother grabbed, but he decided against it. He didn’t want the woman feeling any more threatened than she already was.

“I’m coming out, Pru, is she unarmed now?”

Prurien chuckled, “Yes, brother, she is quite harmless now.”

Lascivious opened the bathroom door slowly to see the young female backed into the far corner of his bed while Prurien leaned against the bedroom door.

“Who are you guys? Please don’t tell me you drugged me at a rest stop and plan on selling me off. Please don’t, my grandmother, look, she just passed away. I’m begging you, please.”

Lascivious watched as the quiet tears started streaming down her face, “You won’t fetch much a price if we sold you, not with a bruised lung and fractured leg. At least that’s what we know until the Dr. Gets here, so calm down.”

Her tears came in more significant streams, and she hid under the comforter, sobbing softly.

“What he means is, no, we didn’t drug and kidnap you, and no, we aren’t selling you to anyone. You were in an accident and lucky to be alive. So please calm down. We don’t know the extent of your injuries yet.”

Lascivious rolled his eyes. He didn’t need his brother to explain what he meant.

“What’s your name? Is there any family we can call to get you and take you to a hospital?”

The sobbing slowed, followed by a loud sniffle of the young woman’s nose.

“Purity. My grandmother was,” the female started to fight her sobbing before suddenly wailing and blowing her nose in the comforter, “all I had! And she’s gone! Waah!”

Her wailing made Lascivious cringe because his ears were sensitive to sounds.

“Okay, lady, that’s enough. We get the point. Once the doctor checks you over, we will figure out what to do with you.”

He looked at Prurien, looking at the woman with a sympathetic look, and headed for the bedroom door.

“Where are you going?”

Lascivious didn’t answer his brother and left the room.

Prurien chased him across the upstairs hall, “Are you just going to leave her alone?”

“Hey, I didn’t sign up to play babysitter to some injured female. I’m going to check on Amorous quickly and then give that damn doctor a call to see what’s taking him so long. Have Tener Johnathan left already?”

Prurien nodded, “They left immediately after coming back down.” 

“Good, less chance of them causing more trouble with that female before I can get her out of here.”

Laughing, Prurien raised his eyebrow, “You seem to be doing that well enough on your own, Lasci. You made the poor dear cry!”

“I did nothing of the sort, and I clearly explained we weren’t there to hurt her. But when I told her I needed to get my clothes, she threw the damn alarm clock at the bathroom door! I’d say she’s the scary one!”

Prurien shook his head, “Alright, let’s check on Amorous, then call the doctor. Afterward, I’ll make some coffee.”

Lascivious opened Amorous’s door to find his brother sitting up in bed, playing video games.

“Guess you’re well enough to start working off the cost of the car you totaled?”

Amorous smiled cheekily, set his game control beside him, and gave a fake cough.

“I, uh, think I need a few days, and then I will do whatever you want me to, promise!”

Prurien stifled a laugh getting a warning look from Lascivious.

“I will tell you what. You can have two days, rest, and play video games. I won’t even ask you to shower. But after the two days, you will shower and come with me to work. I will find something easy for you to do, and you can get paid a regular salary, which I will take only half to put towards the cost of that car.”

The youngest wolf looked at his Alpha, not daring to argue, “Okay.”

“Good, oh, and you will stay away from that female. She is dangerous.”

Lascivious turned to leave, and Amorous gave Prurien a confused look. His second oldest brother just shook his head in warning.

Lascivious took a deep breath before opening the door to his room.

“Are you going back in?”

Lascivious nodded at Prurien, “I need my phone.”

He opened the door to find Purity lying on the floor halfway to the bathroom from the bed.

“What are you doing?” Lascivious asked her in shock, “If you need something from now on, just yell or ask!

He rushed over to help her back into bed, but her words stopped him when she replied, “I need to pee.”

The Alpha looked at his brother, lost on what to do but noticed Prurien eyeing her chest in the white bra.

“Are one of us going to help her?”

“Unfortunately, I’d say it’s your responsibility.”

Lascivious knew he had more experience with humans, but it wasn’t much. So he was alone in his office most days.

Growling and them mumbling, “Fine,” he walked over and scooped her up, carrying her to the bathroom.

“What, what are you doing?”

Her voice was hoarse, delicate from coughing, and her body felt small and frail. Lascivious was nervous he’d injure her from just holding her.

“Taking you to the bathroom.”

Purity started to fidget and then fight to get down, “No, I don’t want you to watch me go to the bathroom. It’s embarrassing.” 

Her tiny voice only added to her femininity, and Lascivious stopped at the bathroom door, feeling the wolf inside of him stir.

He looked at her and realized her fair skin, with icy blue colored eyes, reminded him of how the sun hit the snow in an early morning frost. Her hair appeared matted with caked blood due to a scratch on her head, making him frown. The curve of her chest also captured his attention as it peeked past the sheet he had wrapped her in.

His brother spoke up, “What if he wears a blindfold? That way, he can help you, and you can still be safe from his looking at you.”

Lascivious turned and snarled loudly at Prurien, “You’re not helping. Why don’t YOU call the doctor instead of standing here giving advice.”

Prurien’s face showed he knew he was pushing the suggestions a bit far.

“Sure, if you need me, brother, I will be downstairs.”

Once Prurien was gone, Lascivious went into the bathroom and set Purity gently on the toilet. 

“Look, you can manage using the toilet yourself, but you can’t manage a bath with an injured leg. So I will start the bath once you have finished using the toilet.”

He turned to leave the bathroom, and Purity asked, “What do I call you?”

Lascivious looked over his shoulder, “Just call me Lasci. Everyone does.”

Her giggle was like chimes in the spring breeze, he thought. He found it refreshing until she commented on his name.

“Like Lassie? The dog?” 

Her giggle made her cough loudly, and he was frustrated suddenly with her more than before.

“See, that’s what you get for laughing. Yes, like Lassie, the dog.”

He practically stomped out, swearing under his breath, “Seriously, dog? I’ll show you a dog.”