Page 36 of Ember's Claim
“It wasn’t a fair fight. Also, Kent asked me to. I thought you were his dad. It didn’t seem right to let him watch you fall.”
“Thank you,” he says, bowing his head. His shoulder-length golden brown hair bounces as he moves. “Let’s get you settled in.”
I need to go home.
He opens the door to one of the small cottages and heads inside.
My eyes clench as I bounce in his hold. He’s not actually doing anything more than walking, but damn, my side burns worse than it has yet.
A soft gasp escapes as he places me on the long end of a sectional sofa. “Why aren’t you still injured? I saw him dig into you at least as bad as he did me.”
“My other half gives me immunity to wolfsbane,” Anders says, rearranging a few throw pillows behind my head. “I’m going to grab supplies.”
“Thanks for not saying something ridiculous likedon’t move.”
He chuckles, pats my thigh, stands, and heads out of the room.
My head falls back as my mind races.
Yeah, I’m an alpha.
That doesn’t change the fact I’m female…
Challengers are going to have a fucking field day when they realize I stepped in and claimed the biggest pack in North America. Even that isn’t saying much, since the numbers I saw out there were dismal.
There have been rumors for years that packs are falling apart. Most completely dissolve due to infighting and unrest.
I have a feeling this is about to get serious.
“Stop!” I slap at the shooting pain radiating from my side through my entire body.
“Enough,” Anders growls, gripping my hand and yanking it away. “I’m sanitizing the wound, of course it’s going to hurt.”
“Did I pass out again?”
“You did,” a woman says, kneeling beside Anders. She’s got long golden brown hair and amber eyes. If I had seen the two of them together, there wouldn’t have been a doubt in my mind—they’re definitely related. “It’s the wolfsbane. I’m surprised you’re this coherent.”
“Not all that coherent,” I admit.
“I’m Sofia, the pack healer. I need you to drink this,” she says, grabbing a cup from the small coffee table.
“Why?”
“It’s to help your system fight the toxins in the wolfsbane. It tastes disgusting, but it will bond to the poison to prevent any further absorption. It should speed up your healing time by twenty percent.” She nods to her brother. “Help her up enough that she can drink without spilling any.”
Anders doesn’t hesitate to follow her instructions. He sure didn’t give me the same courtesy when I demanded to be put down.
I’ve still got his T-shirt on, but it’s tucked under my breasts.
I glance down and frown because I’m also in a pair of basketball shorts.
“Did you put those on me?”
“I did,” he says, swallowing thickly. “Would you like to growl at me about that too?”
“No thanks.” I groan as his forearm wraps around my lower back. He helps tilt me up, and Sofia brings the revolting liquid to my lips.
“It’s best if you can get it down in a few gulps. I’ve heard it gets harder to force your body to swallow if you’re just sipping it,” she says in a tender tone.