YaraReplacement? I can’t be a replacement. I’m not staying. As soon as Alpha…as soon as Warren’s leg is done, I’m out of here. I glance up at the broody Alpha and wonder if that’s true. Is he going to let me go?The news about Simon has me worried. If there is a paper trail of his father helping me though medical school…he’ll find me.“Arric?” I say distractedly, holding the bones together while he heals them.I have to get my car, my clothes. I have to get back to school, I’m a resident, I can’t just up and leave.“Tell me where your car is and I’ll have someone go get it. Same with your clothes. As far as your schooling goes, we’ll have to talk about you taking classes online and working your ‘residency’ did you call it, here,” Warren says.I frown at him. “How did you…?”“You were talking to yourself. It wasn’t hard to hear you.”“I can’t leave school, Warren,” I say, looking at him like he’s crazy.“I didn’t say you’d be leaving school. I said you’d be doing your residency here.
CharlieI can see why our Alpha is intrigued with his mate. She’s a feisty little thing. I am, however, surprised that he’s not putting her in line for all of the things she’s muttering under her breath. On the contrary, he seems to find it amusing.Before Dr. Yara came out and told me that Alpha Warren needed guards on his room, he had mind linked me telling me that I needed to send some people to get her clothes and her car.‘Make sure you scan it for trackers,’ he’d said.When she walks out of Alpha’s room, she looks like she was made to be the head doctor of a pack hospital. She may lack confidence in certain things, but medical knowledge and concern for her patients isn’t one of them.“Dr. Yara, Alpha Warren asked me to get your clothes and your car. If you’d tell me where they are, I’ll be happy to go get them and bring them here.”“That’s not necessary. As soon as I have Warren’s leg put back together, I’ll be leaving.”“I’m afraid I can’t allow that, doctor.”“Excuse me?” she
WarrenI come awake with the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg flooding my nose. My mind is struggling to remember where I am and what happened and then, all of a sudden, it comes flooding back. I met her, my mate. Yara.I jolt, ready to sit up quickly, to make sure she’s still here, but Arric holds me steady.‘Easy, Warren. You’ll wake her up,’ he says, practically purring in my mind.I open my eyes and see her with her head on the edge of my bed, fast asleep. Whether it is Arric or just my instincts, my hand is in her hair, gently rubbing her head while she sleeps.She’s sitting in a chair, leaned over the bed, and she looks terrible uncomfortable. I look down at my leg and realize that she must have finished putting my bones together while I was asleep, having also sewn my leg closed and wrapped it in bandages.‘Thanks, Arric. You’re the best,’ I tell my wolf and it’s true. I’d be dead, hundreds of times over, if it wasn’t for the strength of my wolf.‘You can thank her this time. Being
YaraI’m so tired, but my body is extremely uncomfortable, making it impossible to sleep. I must be in some weird position. Did I fall asleep studying again?When I open my eyes, I remember immediately where I am. I’m in Warren’s pack hospital and I spent more time in one night taking care of injured warriors than I’ve spent in all my days of residency at the hospital.Since my senses are full of Warren’s teakwood scent, I know that I’m laying beside him on the bed. However, I smell Charlie as well. What’s strange to me is that neither of them is talking.I carefully open my eyes and without moving, I look around to see that they are looking at each other. They must be using the mind link. I haven’t used it in years and even before that, I barely used it, not having a family or really a lot of friends since Alpha Solomon adopted me.When I refocus on Warren laying in front of me, I see some mechanical devices laying on his stomach.“What are those?” I ask, pushing myself up and stretc
WarrenDamn that woman! She’s incredible. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had this much fun instigating someone. Probably never.When Charlie follows Yara out of the room, I look down at myself. I realize that I’m still covered in dried blood and gore from the battles earlier today, or maybe it’s yesterday now. I’m pretty sure it’s morning now.While they’re gone, I carefully get out of bed and wrap the sheet around my waist. I couldn’t care less about walking around the pack naked, but I have a mate now. I don’t want her thinking that I’m flaunting myself in front of other she-wolves.I realize quickly that while my leg is mending, I can’t put my full weight on it yet.‘Those missing slivers that our mate mentioned have to be regrown, Warren. That takes time, but I’m working as fast as I can,’ Arric says.‘It’s okay, Buddy. You’re healing me and because of that, we’ll be able to remain Alpha of our pack.’‘And claim Yara as our Luna,’ he says and I can feel his respect and admira
YaraI refuse to ask where the packhouse is. I’m pretty sure that arrogant Alpha, and yes, he’s very arrogant, is back there laughing at me, even after I painstakingly put his leg back together. I have half a mind to break all those bones again and leave him to his own devices.‘Oh, that’s not what half your mind has been focusing on,’ Annika says, sending me images of Warren naked in the forest.‘I was focused on his injury,’ I insist.She changes the focus, expanding the image of Warren’s penis. It’s quite large, even when it’s not erect.‘Gotta love big Alphas,’ Annika purrs.‘You are not helping.’‘Come on, Yara. You know you’re enjoying yourself. When’s the last time someone really challenged you mentally? I like him. He’s….confident,” she smirks.I roll my eyes at my wolf and continue walking.‘Tell me you know where this damn packhouse is,’ I say to her.She lifts her nose again and I catch multiple scents all in close proximity.‘There you go,’ she says.I get to the packhouse
WarrenWhether it’s the exhaustion of the battle, the broken leg that Arric is working hard to heal, or just life in general, I feel exhausted. But no matter how tired I am, I’m not going to miss my mate getting in the shower with me. I’m not even disappointed that she'll leave her shirt on. Humans have wet t-shirt contests for a reason.I stand under the water, letting it loosen the dried blood and gore in my hair. When I look down and see that the water running down the drain is bright red, I wonder how bad I look. Under any other circumstances, I wouldn’t care, but I don’t want my mate to think less of me. She doesn’t seem surprised by the fighting and she seems to understand the need for me to maintain a strong image in front of the pack, but that doesn’t mean that she’s okay with it.“Okay, let’s see what we’ve got,” she says, walking back in and setting the clothes on the counter by the sink before stepping into the shower with me. “You’re pretty tall so I’m going to need you to
YaraI laugh when I’m embarrassed. It’s a completely inappropriate response, but I can’t seem to help myself. So, when Warren pulls away from our kiss, a kiss that I totally got swept away in, I’m mortified. He’s naked and I’m practically naked and I was pressing my body against his. If Charlie hadn’t interrupted us, there’s no telling what would have happened. And Warren is still recovering. At least that’s what I tell myself.Of course, the only way for me to hide my inappropriate response is to press my face against Warren’s bare chest, his rock-hard chest. Wow! My fingers twitch to touch him, to see if every muscle on his body is this hard and strong. As a doctor who worked in the human hospitals, I know what a ‘muscular’ man feels like. Compared to them, Warren feels like granite.So now I’m even more embarrassed. I have no idea how to get out of this gracefully, but when I look up, ready to make some snarky comment, Warren’s face, usually so fierce and intense, is soft and there