Autumn's Bane: A Wild Hunt Novel, Book 13 by Yasmine Galenorn

Author:Yasmine Galenorn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nightqueen Enterprises LLC

By the time I opened my eyes, Herne was gone, and Angel was in the kitchen making breakfast. She must have heard me stir because she peeked into the living room, a smile on her face.

“You need help?”

I started to say no, but as I brought the recliner to an upright position and started to stand, I realized I was sore as shit and that my entire body felt like it had been run over by a semi.

“Yeah, I think I do.”

She came over and helped me stand. As I straightened, the stitches on my side pulled and I let out a groan. I pulled up my sleep shirt and took a look. My body had already been bruised up from the last go-round, but now my entire side was black and blue. I couldn’t see the stitches—they were under the bandage—but there didn’t appear to be any seeping blood, so that was good.

“Let’s get this changed and then I’ll help you shower and get dressed.” She wouldn’t take no for an answer, so I let her help me up the stairs and into my bedroom. While she set the shower temperature to warm, I stripped out of my clothes. I felt grungy and grubby and covered with a layer of grime.

“Can you scrub my back for me? I think I’m going to need some gentle stretching for a couple days to get back to full strength.”

“A couple of days? Woman, you’re dealing with a row of stitches and a body covered in bruises. I think it’s going to take more than a couple days. Now come on, get in there and sit on that bench.” She made me sit on the shower bench. “What ‘smell-good’ do you want me to use for your back?”

I grinned. That was Angel’s term for all the various body washes, gels, soaps, and lotions we had accumulated.

“The wild lilac.” I loved the smell of lilacs. While I also liked the scent of roses, lilac was one of the only floral fragrances I liked. I loved the smell of most flowers, but when they were made into a body wash, so many of the floral scents were pungent and unnatural.

She poured a stream of the gel onto the bath poof and gently began scrubbing my back for me as I leaned forward, letting the water stream over my head.

“You’ll get wet,” I said, feeling a little guilty for needing her help.

“So what? I’m wearing a T-shirt and jeans. I can change.” She finished scrubbing my back and then handed me the poof. “Here. I’ll just sit on the vanity bench outside and wait for you. I don’t want you to get dizzy and fall.”

I finished washing, lathering up as she pulled out her phone and began reading a book. I washed my hair, too, and when I finally felt clean, I eased my way out of the shower and she draped me in a large bath sheet. I toweled off, wrapping my hair in a smaller towel, and she examined the bandage, easing it off and grimacing.

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