Page 35 of Kai's Hunger

“You and Dad?”

She nodded.

“Why would you do that?”

“I was close to death. Patterson had gone too far one day. I was losing too much blood. Dad ... Dad saved me.”

I crossed the room and put my hand on my sister’s shoulder. “You aren’t to blame for what that bastard did.”

“Dad is there because of me. He’s being tortured because of me.”

“And Wyatt will burn that place down to get him out. Have faith in our brother, sister.”

She nodded, then stared down at the floor. “He’s stronger than I remembered.”

“He had to be after you and Dad left. He stepped up and kept us from falling apart. He’s a true alpha, Fostine. And he deserves your respect.”

She bit her lip and gave me a jerky nod. “Go, see to Lily.”

I watched her for another few seconds, then turned and left, closing the door quietly behind me. I stood in the hallway for a moment and heard the faint sounds of her sobs. She’d endured too much, and I worried my sister would never be the same again.

Chapter Seven

Lily

I sat on the cold metal table while Creeg dabbed a cotton ball soaked in peroxide onto my head wound before applying the antibiotic ointment. It stung a little, but I still considered myself lucky. The car accident could’ve turned out much worse. He placed a bandage over the area and stepped back, his brows scrunching together. I realized just how much he resembled Kai. Only difference was, Creeg didn’t set my blood on fire with a mere touch. I took a deep breath and asked, “Well, what do you think? Will I live?”

He grinned. “You will, but after your trip into town, come straight here and I’ll change the bandage and use a little more ointment.”

I started to speak, but the door swung open, Kai standing on the other side. He glared at Creeg, then strode across the room and cupped my face in his palm. “Are you well?”

His concern went straight through me, threatening to turn me into a puddle of goo. “All good.” I offered Creeg a smile. “Your brother took good care of me.”

Kai’s gaze landed on Creeg. “Did you, now?”

Creeg chuckled and cleaned up the used swabs. “A little peroxide and some antibiotic. I’ll need to see her when you two get back as well. I want to change that dressing and put more antibiotics on it.” He pointed toward my forehead. “It’s inflamed, but there’s no blood or pus so that’s good.”

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