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“Yes. The itching is driving you crazy.”

“I haven’t said a word about it.” I’d been super proud of that lack of bitching about it, when all I wanted to do was grab my fork and go to town on my leg.

“It’s almost all you’re thinking about right now. I want to make sure it’s not infected.”

I guess it could’ve been worse—I could’ve gotten possessed from it. But still, I didn’t understand how I could get an infection. “I thought that couldn’t happen to Weres. We don’t get sick.”

“It’s not likely, but with a supernatural hurt…” He slapped my butt. “Come on.”

I grumbled as I rolled over, and slid up the bed. Dastien was in a robe, too, but it fit his larger frame much better than mine did. As it opened, revealing just a bit of his chest, I tilted my head to stare.

“I’m being objectified again.” He gave me a little wink before carefully unraveling the bandages.

“You like it.”

“From you, sure.” He hissed as he looked at my leg. “We might need more holy water. It’s healing slower than your side. And the edges are all red. It doesn’t smell right.”

“Does it smell like sulfur?”

“No,” he drew out the word. “But it smells off.”

Pouring more holy water on it sounded like a whole bunch of no fun. “Have you heard from Claudia?”

He squeezed my foot. “You’d know if I had. I think if something was going wrong, we would’ve heard by now.”

I hoped so.

“Quit worrying. You’ve done enough of that the past few weeks to last us at least the next decade.”

“Clearly you don’t know me very well. I can always come up with something to worry about.”

Dastien chuckled. “I know you better than you know yourself, which is why I’m not going to let you invent new worries.” He stood up. “Your leg—”

Three soft knocks sounded on the door.

“Please tell me you read my mind and went ahead and ordered another round of room service.”

Chris’ rasping laugh came from behind the closed door. “Come on. Let us in.”

Dastien strode to the door. “Any of you have more holy water?”

Claudia pushed past everyone. “Why? Is something wrong with her wounds?” She was freshly showered. Her wet hair was pulled back in a loose braid. “What’s going on?”

I tightened my robe as Lucas, Chris, and Adrian came in the room. “It itches. Like a lot,” I said to Claudia. “But I think it’s going to be fine.”

She leaned in to it, touching it gently. “It’s red around the edges.”

“How’s Shane?” I said, hoping to change the subject.

“Recovering. He needed a little spell intervention, but now he’s healing just fine. Raphael’s with him. We’ll stay here a few days while he recovers.”

I nodded. “Makes sense.”

“I think I’m going to stay, too,” Adrian said from the doorway.

I smiled at him. “Sure.” I hoped Shane appreciated how awesome Adrian was. “So, when are the rest of us heading home? Where are Meredith and Donovan?”

“They’re arranging the travel,” Chris said. “We should be ready in the next couple hours.”

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