“No!” Naya said immediately.
“He’s my breast ... breast,” I paused to remember the word. “Best friend but I’ll kill him.”
She shook her head. “I don’t want his babies.”
I captured her chin with the hand I could move. “Do you want mine?”
Her complexion darkened, but she nodded. “Yes, I want yours.”
“Now?”
Her cheeks stretched under my fingers in a smile. “Later.”
Pleased, I let her go and turned to the asshole trying to steal my babies. Stupid smug asshole. I’d hit him if the doc would hurry up.
“Get Vance, asshole.”
Cyrus rolled his tongue over his teeth and stepped back to reveal Vance.
“I want Cyrus fired, then get Cyrus to find the wolf and get him off the property.”
Doc finished the last stitch. Naya with the help of Cyrus helped me undress and cleaned. I told them I could find my own shoes, but they tucked me into bed.
I grabbed Naya’s wrist. “Stay.”
She sat next to my hip, careful not to nudge my wrapped arm. “I will. I won’t go anywhere.”
I wanted to tell her to promise but she was already blurring. Fading as my eyelids slipped shut.
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
NAYA
I almost got Thoran killed.
Twice.
It was my fault he jumped into a freezing lake, ignoring the jagged rocks to pull me out. He attacked a wolf to stop it from getting close to me.
A wolf.
God.
I covered my clammy face with trembling fingers.