feelings between them, for the moment anyway. Jordan’s body
tensed then released inside of her. She stilled.
“You’re awake
aren’t you?” He pulled out of her and got the wash cloth that he’d used to mop
her brow with. He cleaned her gently then wiped himself. She still had not
spoken, until…
“I want to go
home.” Jordan nodded. “Now Jordan.”
“You can’t. Doc
says you stay until the fever breaks.”
“Or until I end up
carrying your pup. How many times has this happened?”
“That was the
first and last. I swear, but in my defense, it was your idea. You kissed me,
you licked me, and you put me inside of you. How can I turn that down? I
haven’t had sex in forever, and well, it wasn’t an offer that I could refuse.”
“Bullshit. You
were with Aimee just the other day. I saw you.”
“I’ve never been with Aimee, or anyone else for that matter.”
“Another lie.
I’ve smelled females on you. The night you left, I scented…”
“No Lettie, I
wasn’t with anyone, I carried a she wolf that was strung out on drugs home from
the bar but I didn’t sleep with her.”
“I scented booze
and a female Jordan. I know what I smelled.”
“Someone spilled a
drink on me at the bar that night. What reason do I have to lie now? We
aren’t mates anymore so it won’t get me anything. You’re it for me. I wish
you’d see that.” His voice was so soft she barely heard him. He was being
honest, she felt it. But why didn’t he say all of that before?
“Why not tell me
that when it happened?” Her eyes were fiery.
“You didn’t trust
me. You weren’t going to believe a word that I said. We were so far away from
each other then.” The corner of his mouth dimpled. “I think your fever is
breaking. Your body temperature is beginning to feel normal again. If you’d
prefer to go to the infirmary, the doc will take care of you there.” She
wasn’t sure what she should do. She hated the infirmary with its antiseptic
smells.
“Did they catch
the guys that did this to me?” Her chin quivered.
“Yeah. They won’t
bother you again.” His eyes flashed.
“What happened?”
She sat up wrapping her arms around her knees. “What happened to them? I
don’t remember much.” Jordan sat up and faced her. Had he lied? Did she kiss
him? Did she lick him? Did she? It was a dream. Wasn’t it? No, it was
real. He wasn’t lying. Her wolf wanted him. Who was she kidding? She wanted
him. She’d always wanted him. It didn’t matter. They were over. It was a momentary
lapse in judgment.
“Mister Thompson
called me as soon as you hung up. I rallied the betas and we got there within
minutes but the damage was done. The rogues had already…” Tears oozed down
her cheeks. “Are you sure that you want to hear this?” She nodded. “Okay.
We rounded them up and did to them what they did to you.” Her brows knitted.
His breath huffed out in a rush. “I used a broomstick to rape each one of
them, and then I ripped their throats out.” Lettie cringed and swallowed
hard. “I couldn’t let them go after what they’d done to you. I didn’t know if
you were going to live through it or not. You’d been brutally raped and
beaten. They’d bitten every inch of you. I still don’t understand the
reasoning for that.” Lettie moved to get into his lap. Jordan held her while
she cried.
“I tried to bite
one of them when they were…that’s why they bit me, it was payback.” She
sniffled loudly. “I’m sorry.” She wiped her nose with the back of her hand.
“I should go. My being here must be torture for you. I’m sure you have better
things to do besides take care of me.”
“No, not really.”
He smiled down at her. “I’m going to fix us something to eat. Do you think
you can get some more soup down?” She nodded