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Terrick
After Dara took blood and assured me I didn’t have a concussion I slunk off to the clinic showers. I washed quickly, scrubbing away the blood. It was all mine. I knew that for sure, because it didn’t draw up my thirst. Vampires didn’t auto-feed because it didn’t do anything for us nutrition wise.
“See you’re remembering things,” the hound sounded off in my thoughts.
I startled again as I scrubbed my hair. This shower was smaller than the one at home. Only I didn’t remember what the one at home looked like at all. Bits and pieces of my life came and went. Something wasn’t right at home. That was for sure. Some lingering part of me wanted nothing to do with the people I supposedly shared blood with. Anger and frustration coiled inside of me. I just wanted to finish whatever else Dara wanted from me and get back to Scott. Being away from him left an ache deep inside of me no amount of blueberry bodywash was going to cure.
I stepped out of the shower smelling like a fruit salad and dried off. Dara had given me a pair of sweats and a grey tee. It wasn’t up to my usual standards – whatever they were – but I’d have walked back to Scott butt naked if I had to. He was the only one in all this mess that made any sense to me. He was the only one I wanted to talk to right now.
With the shower off, I heard Dara speaking to someone.
“He doesn’t have a criminal record with anyone I’ve talked to,” a gruff voice said.
“Thanks for checking, Sam. I don’t know what we’re going to tell Scott. I can’t imagine being in his position right now,” Dara said.
“Love, your job isn’t to save the world. If there isn’t anything medically wrong with him, it’s probably more in Liam’s field than yours. At best, we call some of the temples in Europe and ask if they’ve heard of this.”
“I trust Liam to be right. This sort of magic is just more complicated than a medical problem. I know what to do about medical problems,” Dara said.
“And it seems from what you said that Liam knows what to do about magical ones. I say we put Scott and Terrick in a matingmoon house and let them have their time together until we actually figure out what’s going on.”
I wasn’t sure who Sam was. Dara’s husband? Mate? Boyfriend? Boytoy? Either way. I didn’t need to know who he was to know I liked his plan for the situation.
“You can check in on them every few hours, if it makes you feel better. Hell, I’ll sit on the porch and watch out for them. If that’s what it takes to make you okay with this. If Frost did this, he put the man here for a reason. Maybe he knows something we don’t.”
“He knew Scott was his true-mate, probably,” Dara said.
“Exactly and perhaps Frost, in all his wisdom, thought his true-mate was the best person to help him through this. He’s healthy physically and I bet Scott is beside himself over there with that lot when he just wants to be with his true-mate,” Sam said.
I cringed. I hated thinking of Scott missing me as much as I missed him right now. I stepped into the sweats and let out a long, slow breath torn between listening to more of their conversation and hurrying my ass up back to my mate.
“What happens if Liam’s right and we don’t manage to save him?” Dara asked, his voice growing graver with each word he uttered to Sam.
“We prepare for it. We do everything we can to keep Scott from following him through the door. I mean, I survived somehow. Others have survived somehow. Worst case scenario we help him find somehow and I toss the twins out on their asses as soon as Bobby or Liam gives me the go ahead.”
“I really did think I’d find a concussion or something,” Dara sighed.
“I know, love, but you did your job. Now we find out what the rest of them need from us. You talk to Bane and Lee. I’ll walk Terrick back to Scott and then I’ll track down Bobby or Daniel to find out what matingmoon house will be the best for them.”
“Thank you,” Dara sniffled and I fought off the urge to roll my eyes.
He wasn’t the one with a damn pit hound inside of him instead of his memories. What did he have to cry about?
Chapter Thirteen
Scott
I crashed into Terrick’s arms when he walked back into the basement. I hadn’t left my perch on the sofa since he left, but I needed to feel him alive and well against me. My wolf’s tail wagged and wagged until I thought he might burst out of me, but I held tight to the man I had every intention of spending the rest of my life with.
“I’m okay,” Terrick whispered. “No concussion and we’ll have lab results soon.”
“I’m just happy you’re back here,” I whispered back to him.
“I’m not going anywhere. I don’t care what some old dead people think,” he promised me.
Frost and Juda were more than old dead people, but there would be plenty of time to talk about that later if we dealt with everything else first. I hadn’t told Liam and the others my plan, but I had one. I had a superpower when it came to Terrick that none of them had. I just needed to get time and space alone with him and let our bond run its course. Whatever had hurt him would rear its ugly head eventually and I’d solve the problem. If that didn’t work, I’d get to baking with Dakota and we’d solve the problem. If all else failed, I’d fight Frost myself if he showed up to take Terrick. He’d have to kill me and take me with him if it came down to it.
All eyes were on us as we stood hugging at the bottom of the basement stairs. I couldn’t let go of him. We were in this life or this death together and no one could tell me any differently. Terrick cradled my head in one hand against his muscular chest and I listened to his heartbeat until mine slowed to match his.
