Page 133 of Knot My Sin

Jasper pushes his hand through his already ruined blond hair, blowing out a breath. “I can’t imagine this being any worse,” he grunts. “You’re obviously hurt, Flynn. Wren has blood all over her, and she still hasn’t woken up. I just got her back.”

“I get it,” I tell him, yawning. “You know she’s incredibly sensitive to an alpha’s bark. Well, she was anyway. Wren fought through it, and when Trey tried to force his will on her, she brushed it off. It may just not work on her anymore.”

“Woah,” he mutters. “I’m a little bit in awe of her right now.”

“You should be. She was fucking magnificent,” I grunt.

Pulling up to our gate, Shaw meets my gaze in the rear view window and winks at me, making me smile weakly. Another car pulls up behind us, and Shaw gets out of the SUV to make sure it’s the doctor. A minute later, he gets back into the vehicle with a nod, hitting the clicker to open the gate twice, so it won't close after we cross through it.

I’m so sleepy, I struggle to stay awake as Shaw drives us up to the house.

“Come on, baby,” Everest murmurs, opening the door to the vehicle. “Do you want to go to bed?”

“I want to be in the room when the doctor examines Wren,” I insist. “I’m falling asleep on my feet, though.”

“That’s okay, you need to be checked out too,” Everest says amiably. Wrapping his arm around my waist after I get out of the car behind him, we all walk into the house.

“Who are my patients?” the doctor asks. He’s the same alpha who treated Wren after her heat, and I’m glad. New people make me uncomfortable right now.

“Wren,” I say immediately, even though I’m sore as hell.

Doctor Field gazes at me and the fact that Everest is practically holding me up.

“Would you like to help me in the room, Flynn?” he asks. I’m sure he remembers the way that Shaw nearly bit his head off last time, and he’s smart. I’ll give him that.

I’m being stubborn.

“Yes, please,” I say, glad he’s not pushing me right now.

“Let’s do this in Wren’s room, and then I’ll have it cleaned really well afterwards,” Shaw says. The different scents will upset her if she goes into her space, but it’ll be worse if the doctor and Jasper’s scents are in our pack sleeping space.

Trudging upstairs, every step hurts as I wince. It feels as if things that shouldn’t stretch are, and I decide to have the doctor take a look after all.

“There’s a hook on either side of this bed too for fluids,” Ambrose says as we walk into the room, laying Wren gingerly on the bed. “Do you need anything from us?”

Everest’s hand keeps twitching with anxiety, and I know none of them will be able to stay in the room. Jasper definitely shouldn’t see his sister like this either as he fists his hands while staring at her.

Wren looks tiny in the bed, blood still streaking her face and her lip is beginning to swell from when Trey hit her.

“The dress is going to be difficult for me to examine her in,” Dr. Field says, wincing as the alphas growl at him.

“Amb, can you find her comfortable clothes, please?” I ask him, rolling my eyes as the cloud of possessiveness clears from his dark eyes.

“Oh, yeah,” he mutters. “Shaw, grab one of our shirts for her, too.”

Shaw disappears to do that, while Amb walks into her closet to grab soft joggers.

“Are they always like this?” Jasper asks, wide eyed.

“Worse,” I admit, smiling as Everest snorts next to me. “Ugh, I should probably change too, but I need a shower.”

“Got you,” Shaw says, coming back in. “Change into this, and then you can shower. I want you to be checked out first. I’m a little worried that you’re a bit of a fall risk.”

“Valid,” I grunt, taking the clothes and slowly moving into the bathroom. Semi closing the door, I don’t miss the fact that Everest stations himself just outside in case I need him. I feel exhausted, but still manage to kick off my shoes and push my pants off my hips. I’m still shirtless after attempting to wipe Wren’s face from the blood spray.

Now dressed in what I see are Everest’s joggers and Shaw’s sweatshirt, I sigh as the stress from the day starts to drain away. I just want to be surrounded by my pack, knowing Wren is okay.

I don’t want anything else bad to touch her. Is it too much to want to bubble wrap her?

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