Page 6 of Revna's Alpha

She tried to sit up once again, but he put his hand on her chest, holding her down.

“Why?” she groaned.

“Because you’ve hurt yourself, Little one.”

“Why are you calling me Little one?”

“Because you are a Little and I’m a Daddy.”

Her mouth hung open.

“How did you know?” she whispered, not believing he actually knew what she was.

“Because we are in a magical town where everyone is either a Dom or a submissive of some type.”

She shook her head. There was no way that was possible. Such a place did not exist. Maybe in fiction romance books it was, but she wasn’t in a book.

“I know it’s a lot to process. The town is Safe Haven, I think you saw a sign for it before you walked through the barrier?”

Her eyes went wide as she remembered seeing the sign. She had been in so much pain that she didn’t really care what it was called.

“Safe Haven is exactly what it’s called, a safe place for people. It’s a town full of werewolves and humans. Everyone is some type of Caregiver, Little, or Middle. It’s how the town works and thrives. Once you are healed, I’ll show you my wolf form.”

She should be freaking out the more he talked, but she wasn’t. If anything, she was more intrigued with every passing second.

“The bottle I gave you has something in it to help keep you calm and it also has medicine in it so you won’t feel the pain.”

“Pain.”

“Yes, pain. Are you in any?”

She shook her head. “No, but what happened?”

She remembers getting hurt but not how or how bad it was. It was like her brain was trying to protect her from the memory.

“You broke part of your leg and have a gash on it. There is a way to heal it, but you may not like it. I have the ultimate decision because it is your health but I wanted to let you know.”

Revna was intrigued by that. What could possibly help her heal?

“And if I don’t want to do it? How long will it take to heal?”

“Months of not being able to put any weight on your leg. And at that point you could still need more time.”

“And if I did the thing to heal it?”

“A couple of hours at most. Werewolves have better healing than humans, way better.”

“So what do we have to do?”

She patiently waited for him to tell her. He seemed hesitant and she didn’t know why. Was it that bad? Why would he suggest it if it was bad?

“Are you going to tell me?” she asked.

“I need you to keep an open mind when I tell you. It’s not going to turn you into a werewolf. Though, if you want to, I can, but this won’t turn you into one.”

Her heart started to beat faster as she thought about the possibilities. “Are you going to give me some of your blood so it circulates through me and mixes with my blood?”

“Not exactly.”

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