Page 49 of Pit Stop

He pulls the covers off me and swears under his breath when he sees the marks all over my skin. “What the fuck did he do?”

“What I wanted him to. Argh, my head is killing me. I think I’m dying.”

My dad’s fingers trace over the bite on my ankle and then the one on my forearm. He tilts my head slightly and sighs.

“Don’t worry. There’s no mating mark,” I gasp.

“I don’t know if that matters. This fever and the body aches are indicative of a bond being new and your mate not being close.”

“We didn’t bond. He was careful,” I murmur, but my dad’s already stalking from the room, his phone out and his fingers flying across the screen.

I float in and out of consciousness as I hear the telltale sound of a motorcycle moving up the driveway. The thought of Maverick has my muscles loosening and the haze in my mind starting to dissipate.

I can feel him drawing closer and when he’s inside the room, I can breathe again.

“Maverick,” I moan, and he tucks himself against my side as I curl into him, feeling the pain inside of me fade away with each exhale. “You’re here.”

“Your dad called me. Shit, Skye. I think…I think we’ve…fuck, I don’t know how it happened.”

“Oh,” I say, not at all comprehending it. I know that whatever this is will be life-altering, but I’m just so happy I feel better that I can’t even be upset about it. I thought I was going to die. I thought it was all over.

“We’ll fix it. Whatever it is. I promise,” Maverick says just as my dad enters my room and I peer up at him. He doesn’t look happy at all.

“Youwillfix it,” he murmurs and then shakes his head. “I scheduled an appointment with the doctor tomorrow and they’ll assess you. I’ll give you privacy, but remember, other people live here. So if you could keep it down.”

I blush at that and then wiggle a little closer to Maverick, hating that I’ve been reduced to this, but so happy that the fire that was burning me alive is now gone.

“Do you think it was my bite on you that bonded us?” I ask, and Maverick huffs.

“I don’t know. Maybe. We’ll ask the doctor tomorrow.”

“Okay,” I say and then crawl up so I’m fully on top of him. “I’m just doing this so I don’t get sick. I don’t want to feel like I did before.”

“I’ll make sure to stay with you until we get this figured out.”

“Thank you,” I murmur and then feel my eyes close from exhaustion.

CHAPTER

NINE

SKYE

The doctor examines my body,his eyebrows arching upward with each new bite he finds.

“Well,” he says as he stands back and types something into the computer. “It seems you’ve both bonded. The extent of the bites…”

Maverick shifts near the door and runs a hand down his face. He looks disappointed. Maybe because he’s stuck with me now. I mean, he could definitely do better.

“Could it have been my bite on him?” I ask, and the doctor shakes his head.

“No, only an alpha bite can bond two people.”

“Oh, okay.”

“And with the number of bites you have…well, it seems it doesn’t matter the location. It happened anyway.”

“Shit,” Maverick replies, his head hanging, not even meeting my gaze. Well, then.

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