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“And I don’t think I can let that happen,” he sighed as his lips pressed to mine.
We both wanted to protect each other, but we both had different ideas of how to accomplish that.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Scarlett
A couple of hours later, I went with Cade to check on Blake.
He looked much better, sitting on one of the beds in the medical room. He had sweats on but no shirt and a large bandage covering his stomach. The pale and pained face was gone and he looked a healthy color again. He smiled when he saw us approach.
“How are you feeling?” Cade asked him as he stopped beside the bed.
“Much better,” he answered. “Another day and I’ll be as good as new.”
It was hard to believe he had healed so dramatically in just a few hours.
“Next time you want your ass kicked, I’ll do it,” I offered in a teasing tone as I rocked on the balls of my feet with my hands shoved into the front pockets of my jeans.
He chuckled. Easygoing Blake was so different from Cade. It was sometimes hard to see him as an alpha of his own pack.
“As if,” he scoffed as he gave me a playful look.
The reality was he’d probably kick my butt. I needed to start training with Hank. The sooner I started, the sooner I’d be able to protect myself. I wasn’t going to be seen as a weak girl who couldn’t protect herself.
I wanted to be Cade’s equal. I wondered what type of training they did and how hectic it was; it was probably a lot more intense than anything I’d covered with Gary.
A sound behind me made me turn to see a young woman in a nurse’s outfit. The outfit looked a little tight, I observed, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was dressed like that to help with the scenery in the sterile environment.
“Probably,” Cade confirmed with a grin when I pulled my gaze back to Blake.
Ah, crap!
I was still getting the hang of keeping my thoughts to myself. There were times when I wasn’t concentrating and some of my thoughts would be open for others to hear.
I playfully glared at Cade like it was his fault for invading my thoughts.
“Hey, it’s not my fault you can’t keep your thoughts to yourself,” he defended as he raised his hands to ward off my glare.
“Still endless entertainment,” commented Blake as he watched the two of us at it. I turned my glare to him as I put my hand on my hip.
He looked from me to Cade before he shook his head and grinned. Half an hour later, we left Blake so he could rest.
Cade and I were both unusually quiet as we walked back to the main house hand-in-hand. I think we were both too busy, still processing the events from the day to try and make small-talk.
By the time we made it back to the house, dinner was ready. When we entered the dining room, Gary, Jake, Hank and a few others were already seated at the table.
As soon as the food was on our plates and we were seated, I watched as Cade began to discuss the events of the day with our pack members. Gary listened intently as I did.
“It just doesn’t make any sense,” Jake muttered as he shook his head.
We were discussing the attack and trying to figure out how the rogues had worked together to attack us, since according to Cade this wasn’t normal behavior for rogues.
He’d said that rogues were normally loners, although they did sometimes meet up with other rogues. The most rogues he’d ever seen together had been a handful and nothing like the twenty-strong rogues that had attacked them earlier.
“Only twenty attacked us today, but what if there are more?” asked Hank with a grim look.
“We have no way of knowing if they have more than that,” said Cade as he put his knife and fork down and pushed his food away.
