Page 41 of You're Not My Mate

“What’s going on?”

“No one else knows about her.”

“Her?” Rose didn’t have a clue what she was about to witness, and she didn’t get the chance to ask any more questions as they stepped over the threshold.

Then, she saw her … or it … or possibly a thing. It wasn’t quite human nor wolf, it was like her body was glitching between the two states, and then it was like her body gave out, exhausted. Only, Rose looked toward the woman’s eyes, and they were all wolf as they looked at her.

The woman was beautiful, there was no doubt about it. Also, afraid. The eyes were looking as if she wanted to strike, but that wasn’t all. There was real fear beneath the depths, which she couldn’t hide.

“Draco, she’s infected,” Rose said.

“I know, and she has been for a few months.”

“The club doesn’t know?” Rose asked.

“No, no one but me, Lelah, and now you.”

“Lelah?”

“That’s my name,” Lelah said. “I’m Lelah.”

“She found a stray dog, took him to the vet, and Milton convinced her that all people who got strays needed an injection.”

Rose opened her mouth and then closed it. She didn’t know why she was so shocked by this mad doctor. No, there was no way she was going to give him credit for being a doctor. He was a mad scientist, a crazy person.

She thought about Graham. In a way, it was a similar circumstance.

“A few months?” she asked, looking toward Draco.

She didn’t move a muscle, as she sensed the other woman, in her own way, was stalking her.

“Yes.”

“What about … the transition?” Rose asked.

Draco ran a hand over his face. “Her body has been fighting it, but I took your advice.”

“My advice?”

“The last resort.”

And that was when Rose realized the blood on his fingertips. “You’ve shared blood?”

Draco nodded. “She was going to turn.”

“Did it work?” Rose asked.

“I don’t know. She’s been stable for the last twelve hours. Her wolf hasn’t tried to fight free, but every now and then she seems to glitch. It lasts a few minutes but then fades.”

Rose looked toward the other woman and then stepped closer. She advanced, and the other woman suddenly spun around and went on a low crouch as if she was going to strike.

“I just … I want to check you over,” Rose said.

“Lelah, it’s fine. She’s a good one.”

Lelah let out a growl, but then, just as quickly, she inhaledthe air and nodded. “I’m sorry.”

Rose got closer and reached out for the woman, offering her hand, which Lelah took.

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