Page 137 of Her Rabid Beasts

I gulp again and squeak. “How am I supposed to pee?” My bladder is suddenly a pressing matter. I try to get up, but painshoots through both arms and I cry out before thumping back on my pillow.

Lyle is by my side in an instant. “Aurelia, stop.”

“I need to pee!” I exclaim. All at once, I become aware ofeverything. The fact that I can’t use both of my arms. The fact that I need my arms to pee and get out of bed and do my hair and shower and I’m not allowed to heal myself for three days. “Oh shit!” I cry. “Oh fuck! Where’s Minnie? Where’s Sabrina? And where the fuck is Henry?”

“Calm down,” Lyle commands.

I shut up instantly, pressing my lips shut to stop the tears from falling. So maybe I didn’t think aboutthispart of it when I planned it all in my head.

Lyle blows out a breath and his shoulders sort of sag as he leans down to cup my face. His gentle touch almost makes me break down further, but then he says, “We’ll take care of you, angel. Don’t worry.”

I bite my lip as the words register. Lyle tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and straightens.

“Henry was quite upset,” Scythe says. “We had to keep you separated. He’s with Minnie.”

I’m relieved at hearing Henry is with Minnie and Gertie and Eugene. All my favourites.

“Everyone is upset,” Savage says through gritted teeth. “They wanted to come and see you, but I told them your mates get to see you first.”

I blink at him and then blurt, “I’m really gonna pee my pants at any second.”

Lyle ends up using his telekinesis to levitate me into the bathroom and onto the toilet. It’s incredibly embarrassing, but Savage holds my hand the entire time. When both Lyle and Savage attempt to follow me into the bathroom, I snarl at them.

“Privacy, please.”

“Ridiculous,” Savage says. “How are you gonna wipe?”

“This is so fucking embarrassing, Savage!” I cry dramatically. I wish Scythe and Xander would leave, but they don’t, talking quietly in the corner instead. At least they have sense enough not to watch me.

“I’ll manage,” I growl. “Lyle, set me down and get the hell out.”

Lyle gently sets my feet down before the toilet and I have to keep my arms straight or it hurts. Savage crouches down next to me, and I glare at him.

“I’ve already been all up in there.” He gestures to between my legs. “I’m not afraid of a little pee.”

“Oh my God,” I groan. But he has a point.

“Should I call a nurse?” Lyle asks.

“The fuck you will. I’m her mate,” Savage growls. He puts his hands on my calves and rubs them gently up and down. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll eat you out while we’re here.”

“Really, Savage?” Lyle deadpans.

But the wolf only chuckles and I can’t tell if the offer was serious or not. “I’ll pull your knickers down and leave, okay?” he says, grinning up at me.

I can hardly deny Savage when he’s kneeling before me with that eager face, so I nod.

He skims his fingers up my thighs and I suppress a shiver as he pulls my panties down to my ankles. He lifts my gown up and helps me sit down before he says, “Besides, how do you know I’m not into a nice golden shower? I’m sure one of us is.”

I gape up at him.

Lyle makes a sound of great disappointment. “You heard her, Sav. Get out.”

Cackling madly, Savage leaves the bathroom, blowing me an air kiss before shutting the door.

The breath I take feels like the longest one in history. I take a moment to centre myself, wondering how the fuck things ended up here and remembering the entire thing is my fault.

“Right,” I say to myself. “Get your shit together.”

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