Page 73 of Whispered Warnings: Part One

I smile as I practically melt back into him. The magic that I am just starting to recognize as his, builds in the air and the thick dark blue blanket appears, covering me and adding to the warmth, as I feel my shivers slow down.

“Feel better?” Ransom asks, his mouth near my ear and the proximity sending shivers of an entirely different kind down my spine.

I feel fucking tiny sitting on his lap and completely surrounded by him, and quite honestly, there is no place that I would rather be right now. Thankfully, he mistakes my shiver for being cold still and pulls me impossibly closer. I’m good with that.

“Yes, thank you,” I reply.

Doc smiles as he moves over to sit beside us on the couch. “I know you are nice and comfy, but can I see where you’re bleeding? I am going to assume that it’s your arm because you came in with a towel wrapped around it.”

I nod as I reluctantly unbury it from the covers and hold it out to Doc, “Yeah. I got bitten by Mael when I tried to rescue him. I think he thought that I was trying to hurt him more.”

Doc’s eyes widen, “He bit you.”

I nod as I get the feeling that he is about to tell me I’ve done something weird again. “What?”

“You should be dead,” Raiden explains.

I roll my eyes, “Of course I should.”

“Kelpie bites are venomous, and they kill immediately,” Evander adds. “That’s why they are so feared.”

“That makes sense,” I reply. “They are pretty fucking terrifying without that though, I really did think that I was a goner. Again.” I hold up my arm so that Doc can unwrap the towel and then add, “So, that means that shifter bites and kelpie bites don’t affect me, neat.”

Vampire bites don’t either, but I don’t particularly want to get into that story right now, so I leave that out.

“Huh,” Doc mutters as he studies the wound on my arm.

“Uh oh,” River says, probably rightly predicting that there is something wrong.

“What’s wrong?” Reed practically demands, a note of worry in his voice.

“Nothing, actually,” Doc replies, and I raise my eyebrow at him in disbelief. He smirks, “Seriously, it looks like the wound has started to heal.”

I pull my arm out of his gentle grip so I can get a better look at the wound and then poke it with my finger, “Would you look at that? You’re right. It’s not nearly as bad as it was.”

“Your supernatural healing must have kicked in,” Griff says.

“That would be really cool,” I admit. “It would also be something a bit more tangible to prove that I am a supe. So far, it’s been a lot of maybes, and that’s not really confirming anything for me.”

“That’s understandable,” Raiden replies.

“Do you still want me to heal it?” Doc asks.

I nod, “Yes, please. It may be healing by itself quicker than I am used to wounds healing, but it is still healing really slowly, and it hurts.”

He nods, and I hold out my arm. He heals it within moments.

“I checked for any signs of infection while I healed your arm, and there wasn’t any but let me know if you start to feel weird, or experience any pain in the area even though it's healed,” Doc says.

I nod, “Yeah, I will. Thanks, Doc.”

My stomach growls, and I pull a face, apparently, I am hungry. It’s hardly surprising since night has now fallen, so it’s near dinner time. Oh, and I fought for my life, and had a massive adrenaline rush that tends to make me really hungry.

“We have ordered food,” River grins. “We got lots of variety and thought we could set up everything on the table and just share.”

“Sounds good to me,” I reply, as I snuggle closer to Ransom now that I’m not having my arm healed. I feel a lot warmer, but I’m still chilly, and Ransom is definitely helping to warm me up.

“He could totally warm you up in other ways too,”my inner voice suggests.

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