Page 75 of Her Feral Beasts

At the most fundamental level, I know that denying my mates is a primordial level of wrong. The only person who’d faced this problem was my mother before me, and she’s no longer alive to give me advice.

It doesn’t change the fact they tried to kidnap me.

As soon as I’ve knitted his dermis together, I open my eyes and find Savage’s eyes are fixed on me with a scary sort of focus. His hazel irises glimmer with something I can’t interpret. What the hell is he thinking right now?

“Are you hurt anywhere else, Mr Fengari?” I ask in a clipped, professional voice, lifting up his arm to wipe the blood off it with a wet swab.

He watches me but doesn’t reply. I raise my brows.

“No. I only let him get me there.”

I frown down at him and see at once there is something unhinged about the smile gracing his pink lips.

“You did this on purpose,” I say, horrified, dropping his arm.

He smiles at me, raising his hand as if he wants to touch my face, and then dropping it when I glare daggers at him. “Lia.” He grins absently.

“He’s delirious,” Hope says from where she’s observing by the wall.

“No, just crazy,” I reassure her. “I’ll do a scan to make sure he’s not lying.”

“Great work, Lia. Don’t close the curtains. I’m just next door.” She bustles away to the patient in the cubicle next to us.

The two security bears have disappeared and I’m suddenly alone with Savage.

“I thought you weren’t supposed to get out until Monday.”

Savage puts his hands behind his head like he’s leisurely sunbathing by a pool. The blanket slides down, exposing more tanned skin of his lower stomach. He’s surprisingly well groomed for a wolf, with a neat scattering of hair trailing down beneath the blanket. Heat suffuses my body.

“Lyle said if we promised not to get into trouble, he’d let us out tonight.”

And Lyle thought they’d keep their promise? Idiotic lion.

“Right,” I deadpan. “And who did you coax into a fight?”

“Coax.” He says the word slowly, like he’s testing it out for the first time. “I took Xander’s headphones. The lions and a few others just got caught up in it.” A grin spreads across his face and I have to look away, busying myself by cleaning up the bloody gauze.

“And Xander did that to you?”

“He can do a lot worse, believe me. I gave the headphones back in the nick of time.”

My anima does not like my animuses fighting with each other. But with males like these, it’s probably a daily thing.

I narrow my eyes. “Do you not care about the others who got hurt?”

“No. It’s their fault if they get in my way.”

I sigh. “Why are you here? What do you want?”

He tuts at me likeI’mthe child. “Ask me nicely, and maybe I’ll answer.”

“Then we’re done here.” I make to turn away.

“No we’re not.” With a speed that’s downright scary, he sits up and swings his legs around to sit at the edge of the table. “They always give me a sandwich. It’s protocol. And I have to sign the release form.”

Always? He’s literally been here two weeks.

I take a step forward, bristling at his sheer audacity to be this light-hearted when he’s done what he did to me.

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