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She puts her cheek to mine and whispers, “Take care, sister.”
I feels like she’s saying goodbye, but I refuse to let her go. “I will see you soon.”
She smiles slightly and leaves.
Many respectful nods follow before we are left in the quiet. I turn to Elijah just as the doctor appears. I completely forgot about him.
“Good, you’re up. I had every confidence.” He shuffles down the stairs.
“Wait, what was the other idea?” I ask, hurriedly.
“I was going to tell you to mark the man. That would have woken him up and healed him.” He walks away whistling.
“Well, shit,” I mumble.
“Kitty Cat, I would love to find out what that was about, but I need to shift.” He drops his arm. “I feel like complete shit. I’m barely holding myself up.” He stumbles down the stairs.
“Elijah, you should have done that right away. Fuck everyone else,” I scold, watching him strip off his pants.
“I had to get rid of my asshole brothers first.” Magic moves over him and I can almost feel his relief.
I sit on the top step and watch the power of my mate as he prowls the yard, his cheetah healing him. He walks to the bottom of the stairs, back and forth along the length of it, his eyes on me. Why do I feel as if he’s stalking me? He has to spend some time in this form to be completely healed. I wanted to greet him properly but was afraid to hurt him. My emotions are so scattered after everything that happened.
The one thing I really want is to hold him. I could have lost him. I could have lived the rest of my life without him. I have heard of many shifters that lose their mate and they are barely alive after. A part of them is missing and they don’t want to go on. The universe gives you the perfect person for you and I have never heard of someone getting a second mate.
My mom lost hers and I never asked her how that affected her. I realize she went through so much more before he was gone, but it had to have gutted her. It sounds like my dad didn’t protect her the way she deserved—she loved him though.
Elijah stops suddenly and turns to face me. He slowly comes up the stairs. He rubs his head against my chest. I lean into him and lift my hand to run it down his neck.
The peace that settles over me is all encompassing.
He shifts quickly. A naked Elijah is crouched over me and I gasp.
He scoops me up and starts walking.
“Elijah, you shouldn’t lift me,” I lecture.
“I’m fine now,” he says firmly. He crosses into the house and slams the door with his foot. “Lock the door for me. My hands are full.”
He bends enough for me to reach it.
He takes me through the bedroom and into the bathroom. He gently places me on the counter and backs away. I stare at his ass as he leans over the tub to turn on the water. He then moves to the shower.
“Do not move. I need to rinse the blood off before we get in the tub.” He opens the glass door and steps in.
I get a front row seat of my mate gliding his hands over his body. I’m getting hotter the longer he’s in there. He washes his hair quickly and turns off the water.
Water drips off of him as he goes back to the tub to shut off the water. I watch a drop of water trail down his chest, to hisstomach, to his hard cock as he prowls towards me. He stops at my knees.
He takes a deep breath and drops his head. He reaches out and pulls my legs apart to step between them. Both of us stare at his fingers wrapped around the underside of my knees. His gaze then moves up, only to lock onto my shoulder.
“Show me,” he demands.
I don’t pretend to not know what he’s asking. I unbutton the top three buttons of my shirt and shrug it off of my shoulder. He wants to see his mark and I am more than willing to show him.
He lifts a hand and traces the bite. I shiver and goosebumps cover my skin. His touch is tender and calming after so long without having it—at least it seems like forever. Finally, he covers the mark with his palm and looks into my eyes.
“I’m sorry you had to run,” he says seriously. “I will never ask you to again. But I had to get you as far as I could away from her. I didn’t know what she was capable of. I couldn’t risk you. It killed me to ask you. It killed me to watch you moving farther away from me.”
