Mate for the Rogue Wolf: Cajun Werewolves of the Bayou (Paranormal Medical Romance Book 3) by Autumn Reign

Author:Autumn Reign [Reign, Autumn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

When I woke up again, it was to the same metallic taste clinging to the underside of my tongue. I vaguely remembered a nurse, maybe more than once, coming in and checking my vitals. Just as I vaguely remembered someone attempting to chastise Ryder for being in bed with me. Everything else was even more blurry than the events that had led to me being confined to a hospital bed in the first place. In one of my more cognizant waking stretches, I had tried taking inventory of my injuries, which seemed a lot less severe when on as many pain-killers as I was.

I had to have been right in my assumption that the wolf hadn’t meant me any serious harm. There were a few scratches from his claws catching me by accident, several inches deep into the skin, a concussion, and what seemed to be a multitude of bruises from his paw. Other than that, there had been some mention of a laceration on the back of my neck, but when the nurse had come to change my bandaging, there had been nothing there. Certainly not a several-inch-deep cut.

Which means that some first year nursing intern probably just mistook transferred blood as an actual cut. I sighed as I stretched out next to Ryder, trying to relieve some of the tension from my muscles. I moved as silently as I was able to, not wanting to wake him from beside me. Who knew how many hours he had stayed up watching me and missing out on sleep for himself?

I winced at the sharp bite of metal into my skin and paused in my stretching with a sigh. At least the pain didn’t seem to be so great anymore—a dull ache beneath my skin. I really needed to ask them to lower the dosage on the drugs the next time they came in, or—

“Hey, you’re awake,” a voice whispered from the doorway, my surprised eyes flitting to the tall figure and widening even further.

“Mark?” I had to self-correct my own volume to keep from yelling, surprised to see him alive and standing there. His red hair drooped a little further than I was used to seeing it, the bruising beneath his eyes standing out against the pale pallor of his skin, but other than that, he seemed to be in perfect health. There were none of the gashes or bruises that I was expecting to see on him, none of the blood or contusions that I had seen him wearing last.

“You up for a visitor?” he asked with a wry smile as he slid into the room, pulling a chair almost soundlessly up to the bed and casting another careful look at the sleeping Ryder by my side. Ryder, who had done nothing with the new noise other than roll closer to me, his arm tightening slightly around me.

“No,” I admitted, the rust of disuse coloring my tone despite the hint of amusement that lurked beneath the one word. “But I’ll make an exception for you.

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