I try to sit up.
“Lie back,” Luc says. “Rest.”
His voice soothes me and I lie down again.
“Where am I?”
“You’re safe. How do you feel?”
“Fantastic,” I say. “Never better.”
“You look it,” he says and smiles at me.
His smile makes me feel warm and safe.
“We got away then?”
“That dog whistle of yours is a magic weapon,” he jokes.
It hurts to talk and I close my eyes again.
“Here,” Luc says, “Drink this. Some painkillers.”
I swallow the pills gratefully. “My mother…” I say.
“Already on it,” he says. “Rest now.”
I lean back.
As I sink into sleep, I mumble to him, “Stay, don’t go.”
I hear him say, “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Promise?” I think I say.
He comes to sit next to me on the bed and carefully, I nestle into him.
Then I fall into the deepest sleep.
Chapter 20
Luc
I suspected that the shifters were using Ruby as a trap. That is why I didn’t go into the forest without a plan and a bag full of weapons. Even so, I had not expected a hundred wolves to jump at me. If it had not been for Ruby’s dog whistle, I would not have made it out of there alive. We would both have been killed.
As I lifted Ruby up into my arms, I felt two wolves attacking me from behind. I managed to shake them off, but their teeth had sunk into my back, ripping out chunks of flesh. I couldn’t get very far in this state, I needed medical attention.
There was a vamp-friendly hotel near McAlister and I called the owner, an old friend of mine called Louis. He gave me the top floor and sent up meds for Ruby and some Extra for me. Extra was a blood product with medication and accelerated healing properties. I could hear Ruby muttering about her mother and knew she was worried about her. I called Dennington and asked him to move her mother to a safe location. Ruby told me the name her mother had been checked in under as well as the name of the facility.
I was shocked at the sight of her.
Ruby looked like she had been in a gruesome car accident. It was hard to believe that her own people had beaten her up like this. She would have scars, perhaps even permanent injuries as a result of the torture she’d been subjected to. I hated that this was done to her because of me.
If I hadn’t come into her life, this would never have happened.
I owed it to her to take care of her and her mother, regardless of what happened between us. She couldn’t go back to her home and would have to begin a new life, one way or another.
I lay down next to her and rested, waiting for my medication to kick in as well. My back was aching and in the mirror, I could see that I would need a doctor so I called Louis and asked him to send someone up.