The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 36

Eric thought about it but he knew many wolves that were attacked by hunters with silver bullets but never bullets that liquefied. Regardless she and her wolf should still be able to connect after a while. He's going to have to see this pack doctor about his mate. If Ross couldn't get the information he needed Eric would. "Your theory is not far off. If it's true that her surgeries were a success then it would have taken her a little while for her wolf to connect with her again. But to think that both her wolf and her human half aren't then there must be something else that's happening to her. It could be that she just resents her other half."

Peeling the skin of the banana, "You think?" Ross asked eating it.

"It's rare for a pack member to refuse half of themselves but it can happen. It's more common towards rouges to disregard their human half or their wolf half. We just have to show your sister that there is nothing to be afraid of who she is." Eric reassured Ross but Eric couldn't help but think that this was not what was really happening with his mate and he was determined to find that answer.

"Thank the Goddess, I started to think the worst. I thought she was going to die."

"Nothing will happen to your sister, she has me now."

Ross got up off his chair, throw away his banana peel, before leaving the kitchen, "Thank the Goddess for that. Get some rest, your highness. Sleep well," he said smiling heading up the stairs.

Eric didn't think he would be getting any sleep. Not until he knew that his mate was truly okay.

Blake groaned into her pillow as she rubbed her cheek against the softness of it. Placing her forehead against the hard wall, she thought it was odd that her wall was hot. Wigging her nose she took in the scent of pinewood and dark spice, a sent that had her mouth water. She couldn't help but lick her lips. With another groan, she leaned closer to the hard frame of the wall. To her surprise the wall hugged her, tangling its fingers in her hair and bring it towards it.

That's not right?

Squinting her eyes open she found a pink nipple against a semi-dark tan. Blake's eyes traveled down finding a six-pack in her awake with a hard V line exposed and a very... what the hell is going on? Opening her eyes wide, she glanced up to find the King, holding a lock of her hair and placing it under his nose.

"What the hell are you doing?" She growled. Blake didn't realize how horsed her voice had sounded until she said, "Why are you sleeping with me? Didn't I tie you up?"

"Get dressed and get out of my room, will you."

"And here I thought we were getting somewhere. You really do make a man feel used. Am I expecting to find money on the bed for my services?" The King joked.

Looking over her shoulder, Blake smirked, "it's in the mail."

The King watched Blake walk out of the room as if she won a battle. What battle? He didn't know but he liked the look she gave him. And those eyes of hers. Those dark gray eyes that looked at him as if he was a prize to be won, he thought cheerfully. That or to be eaten. Either way, he wasn't complaining.

Blake moved down the hallway to the bathroom, she used the toilet, washed her hand, to then brush her teeth. Glaring at her toothbrush she was debating if she should brush her teeth. Maybe it would keep the King away from her until he left. knowing that he was here something was going to happen. Blake gave up the idea only because she was getting disgusted over the fact that she was willing to mess up her morning routine for that man. It wasn't happening.