Lady Dragon by D Jordan Redhawk

Author:D Jordan Redhawk [Redhawk, D Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781594934384
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2015-03-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Margaurethe shifted uncomfortably in the wheelchair, stifling a yawn. The digital clock on the wall indicated it was well into the wee hours of the morning.

Whiskey had survived her surgery and currently slept in a hospital bed in the clinic, Margaurethe remaining in vigil beside her. Daniel had assured Margaurethe that he didn’t expect Whiskey to regain consciousness until midmorning. Various instruments blinked and beeped in counterpoint to each other, indicating she lived and breathed regardless of her deathly stillness and pallor. A nurse remained on duty in the reception area, monitoring the machines and occasionally coming in to check the IV tubes and change the bags providing life-giving blood and fluids.

Rubbing her eyes, Margaurethe moved again in her seat, trying to alleviate the ache in her rear from sitting for so long. Daniel and Castillo had already attempted to send her to her own bed, but she’d refused. She had to be present should Whiskey awake in the night. Besides, memories of Elisibet’s death continued to replay themselves every time she dozed, making sleep difficult. She knew she’d get no rest until Whiskey roused and passed Daniel’s medical muster. Until that time, she’d remain at her lover’s side.

The door eased open again. She ignored it, dropping her hand from her face to the page of the book laying open in her lap. Assuming it was the nurse coming round for another checkup, the quiet voice startled her when she heard it.

“How are you holding up?” Valmont crossed the room and neared the bed, his eyes staring at Whiskey. Jake had entered the room with him, standing at the open doorway.

The emotional upheaval of the situation already overpowering her, Margaurethe couldn’t help the cascade of pleasure and relief his presence inspired. Rationally, she reminded herself that she hated him and didn’t trust him, but her heart held other opinions. “I’m fine,” she answered. She waved Jake away, knowing Valmont wasn’t a threat. Jake nodded, a scowl on her face as she left and closed the door softly behind her.

He raised an eyebrow, smirking at her wheelchair. “Doesn’t look it.”

Unable to help herself, a fleeting grin crossed her face as she glanced down at her chair. Her thigh had suffered a greenstick fracture, the bone not quite breaking cleanly. Daniel had likened it to a green twig that, when broken, tended to peel down the length of it rather than snap in half. Her right leg was currently bound tight with a brace and lay fully extended in the chair, a pointed extremity that put her in mind of a makeshift battering ram. Had she been Human the leg would have been in a cast for weeks, but such wasn’t the case for a Sanguire. She’d be confined to the chair or bed for two days and keep the brace on the rest of the week while her superior healing powers took care of the injury. “Could be worse.”

“Yes, it could. The car could have been coming from the other direction.

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