Viking Warrior Rebel by Asa Maria Bradley

Author:Asa Maria Bradley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2016-08-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Astrid paced outside the guest room Luke was in. Irja had told her to get out when she couldn’t sit still. The medical officer was busy taking care of Holden’s—Luke’s wound. Astrid should have known something was wrong with the claw marks on his leg, but she’d been distracted by his clever tongue and hands, not to mention his dick.

The gashes hadn’t looked bad when they got back to the apartment. She thought they just needed to be cleaned and bandaged. She hadn’t even done that. The intense orgasm Luke had given her had completely drained her. She’d come so hard, she saw stars and a vision of Freya. As soon as she had gotten into bed, she’d fallen asleep. How could she have been so selfish?

She knocked lightly on the closed door.

“You can only come in if you sit still and keep quiet,” Irja said from the other side.

Not moving wasn’t possible. Her emotions were all over the place, and the berserker wasn’t listening to reason. It roared constantly inside Astrid’s mind, and she couldn’t think. She placed her hands over her ears in a futile attempt to quiet the beast.

Harald, the king’s second-in-command, appeared at the end of the hallway. He walked toward her carrying a medical kit. “You alright?” He creased his forehead.

“Yeah,” she lied and lowered her hands.

“You look like crap,” Harald declared. “Here.” He held out the kit. “Irja needs more bandages and saline to irrigate the wound.”

Grateful for an excuse to enter the room again, Astrid grabbed the kit.

“Not so fast.” Harald grabbed her elbow. “What happened?”

Astrid summarized the fight with the wolverines and Luke waking up feverish. “I didn’t know what to do other than bringing him to Irja,” she finished.

“I’m not even going to ask why you were with him, but Leif is going to want a recap.”

Astrid bristled. “Would you ask one of the men why they were spending the night with a woman?”

Harald shrugged. “If they brought her here for medical attention, yes I would.” He released her arm. “Now get in there.”

Astrid nodded and opened the door without knocking.

Irja turned as Astrid entered. She held up the kit before the medical officer could tell her to get out. “Harald sent me in with this.”

“Okay,” Irja said, beckoning with her hand. “Put it here on the bed.”

Astrid moved closer and did as she was told. “How is he?” Her voice broke. Luke lay on top of the covers, wearing only a pair of boxers. A towel was spread underneath his legs. His skin was pale and his breathing rapid.

Mine, the berserker wailed. Astrid tried to tune it out, and a throbbing headache spread from her temples through the rest of her head.

“I think he’s going to be fine.” Irja held up her hands covered in surgical gloves. “Can you open the new kit for me?” Once Astrid had snapped off the lid, Irja retrieved the saline irrigation bottle and some bandages. “The wound is shallow, and I gave him a small dose of the antidote I’m working on.

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