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I feel his hand on my jaw, and then his mouth descends on mine. My wolf, which has been panicking, suddenly calms at his touch. My body leans into him. His mouth moves against mine, gentle and warm, and the fear drains out of me. One hand holds me against him, the other is on my nape. Everything else is disappearing. It's only Adam and his touch, and my heart is quivering for an entirely different reason now.
Safe.
I feel safe.
I feel warm.
I claw at him, trying to pull him closer.
However, my chest is hurting, and the ache is growing bit by bit. My knees give way, and I stumble to the ground.
Adam’s voice is dim in my ears, and I hear him shouting at someone. This pain is coming in waves, and I don't know what's happening, but if this is how I go, I'm happy with it.
I'm being moved, and I hear a familiar voice. "Cynthia! What happened to her? You bastard! You did something to her, didn't you?"
Norman!
Even in my hazy state, I can piece two and two together.
The staff member who was being so persistent, Norman interrupting the meeting and then showing up here. This isn't the first time he's pulled a stunt like this.
"Gerald, bring the car around. We have to take her to the healer!”
"The fuck you are! I'll take her!"
A grunting sound, and then Adam's calm voice. "Bring the car around, Gerald."
"Who do you think you are?" Norman shouts. "She's mine! I'll take her!"
"Look at yourself," Adam says, disgust dripping from his voice. "I've seen the way you treat this girl, Norman. If I hand her overto you, you're more likely to throw her on the side of the road. No. I'll take her to the healer and make sure she's seen to."
"You think I'll let you––"
"Restrain him," Adam orders, and I hear Norman grunt and shout. However, I'm not paying attention anymore. My chest is still hurting. Adam will take me to a healer. Adam won't hand me over to Norman, at least not without a fight. He'll make sure I'm safe.
I'll be safe.
With this last thought, I allow the darkness to wrap around me.
CHAPTER 6
Cynthia
I've never been to a healer before, and so when I wake up, even in my groggy state, I'm a little surprised to feel the needles stuck in me. I try to tug them out, panicking when someone covers my wrists, stopping me.
It's a brown-eyed woman with rosy cheeks and cropped hair. She looks to be in her late fifties. Adorning a white nurse doctor’s uniform, her voice is gentle but firm, "We'll have none of that now. You need the nutrients."
"What?" I stammer, confused. "Who are you?"
"Lydia." The woman gives me a long look. "I'm one of the three pack healers. And I would like to know why you're not on the patient list? You've not had a single check-up since you were born. Care to explain that?"
I meet her gaze, wishing I could just tell her that her Alpha told me I'm not worth any facilities this pack has to offer, including treatment. However, if I do, I know Lydia will talk to the alpha, and the one to pay the price will be me.
"I've always been healthy as a horse." I give her a weak smile.
"Have you now?" Lydia says dryly.
I'm about to say yes when I see the look in her eyes, which forces me to clamp my mouth shut.
