Chapter 12-2
An observation and one or made with maice” Charles sad endly athough he didnt un anund
“It’s true that we do not have children here”
I wanted to ask where they were but that seemed even more tide snce the migration wasnt
offered
Charles walked us to a small building “Hofter, there’s a patient here to see you” he said as he
opened the door. “And an outside quest.
He gestured me in and Rhyson immediately tried to follow me. Charles blocked his path, a bolt move for someone who claimed to know about wolves. T’m sorry he said in a gente tone. Bur
patients are given privacy there.”
1 do not know your Rhyson said just as evenly. “And I do not know Hofter. I go in with her or ste doesn’t go in at all. I have a healer with me. She can treat Nyor.”
A large black man filed the doorway, and the frowned. “What is this? You are letting the flies in
Charles
I’m sorry to have roused your Charles said. “It appears you won’t be seeing to her today”
My knee did hurt, and the pain would only increase the more we walked. Since the secret was out there was no point in hiding it. 1 would prefer if Rhyson came with me.” I lied finally to keep from wasting more time. “Since I’m okay with it, it won’t be a problem, right?
Physon’s jaw clenched, and I felt a small victory I had most of the power here. I was also not stupid. Even if he hadn’t said anything, there was little chance I was going into a darkened building
with a stranger alone
1 don’t care, Hofter said gruffly “Don’t break anything. In fact, don’t touch anything at all. My
potions and salves are a delicate process
Most wolf healers I knew had a delicate and gentle touch, but not Hofter His grunt was the only
welcome we had as he turned his back and stomped back in
Charles winked. “He’s soft on the inside, don’t worry Do you think you can find your way back when
you’re done, or would you prefer that I wait?”
“We do not need an escort Rhyson said stiffly but Charles was looking at me. I shook my head
and followed Hofter inside
Strange that he would leave us unaccompanied. Either he didn’t have any secrets or their secrets were well-guarded to the point that he’d allow strangers to roam around. I could see Rhyson was
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thinking the same thing.
Hofter was waiting for us. “What’s the problem?”
Wonderful bedside manner. I cleared my throat. “My knee hurts a little when I walk long distances.”
“Define a little.”
“Um. It swells up.”
“So it hurts a lot,” he said. He reached for me, and Rhyson unexpectedly snarled. Pausing, he
looked up. “Problem, wolf?”
“No, he’s fine. Please, continue.” I glared at Rhyson. I might have to do what he said, but he couldn’t
get pissed just because a freaking doctor wanted to touch my injury.
His hands were warm and gentle as they probed my knee. “Strange. You wolves tend to heal when
you shift, but this is a dislocation that never healed properly. When did this happen?”
“Two years ago.”
“It was dislocated when you were human. Why didn’t you shift and heal?”
“Is that relevant to you helping me?”
His
gaze
“No.”
lifted to Rhyson, and his whole expression changed. “Wait outside,” he growled.
“This is why I do not let patients come accompanied. You’ve broken her kneecap and then not let
her heal, and now you stand over her like her protector so you can bully her into keeping quiet. I am not here to fix her if you are just going to break her again. I will not allow her to leave with you, wolf.
I don’t care how powerful you are.”
“How fucking dare you,” Rhyson growled.
I cleared my throat and tapped Hofter on the shoulder. “It wasn’t him,” I assured him. “And I’m not
lying to protect him. This happened before I even met him.”
Hofter studied me and then relaxed. “The broken come here to claim sanctuary. I am sorry to
assume.”
“Someone did this to you?” Rhyson demanded.
I ignored him. “Charles says you might have a salve?”
“I do, but it is temporary. The best solution is to simply let me re-dislocate it and set it. You will
shift and heal.”
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My head swam as I remembered the pain of the first time. “I don’t know if I can handle that,” I
whispered.
“And she’s pregnant,” Rhyson interjected.
“It will not hurt the babe, but it will be painful. I understand if you are not ready. I will give you
enough salve to last a month. Return when you are ready, and I will fix this for you, as painlessly as I
can.”
“Thank you.”
“The one who hurt you. Do you travel with them? Say the word, and they will not leave our
community.”
I saw the truth in his eyes, and I suspected this was not the first time they’d made this promise or
made good on it. It seemed so peaceful here, but there was an ease to the violent promise in his
voice.
“No. My tormentors are pretty far away,” I told him. “Thank you for your help. Maybe I’ll find the
courage to return.”
“Courage is not what you lack,” he said gently. “While you are here, I will also give you something for the vomiting. Morning sickness is something that not even your wolf can make go away.”
When he stepped out of the room, I turned to see Rhyson glaring down at me. “Just what the fuck
was he talking about? Who the hell broke your goddamn knee?”
A.V. Belle
Also, before y’all ask-yes, Rhyson is stressing my life. I write him, and somehow he still argues with me. I swear this Alpha has the audacity coded into his DNA.
#sendhelp!
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