The Pack's Doctor novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Home.

Yara.

I wake with the smell of teakwood in my nose and the feeling of warm water surrounding my body. I jolt awake, unsure of what's happening.

"Shhh, we're both filthy and you smell like Simon. I didn't want to go to sleep like this, so we're getting a bath. You can relax, I'll take care of you," Warren says. Just the sound of his voice soothes me.

I snuggle closer to him, needing his touch and smell after having been with Simon.

"Are you okay?" I ask him. I can feel the warring emotions inside of him.

He squeezes water over my shoulder, letting it rinse off the smell of the cave that I have on me. That and the scent of Simon. I don't even want to know why my body smells like him.

"I should be asking you that. But, I'm better, now that you're here and safe in my arms," he says.

I look up at him and when he looks at me, his teeth snap together and he looks away.

"T'm sorry you have to see me like this," I say softly, knowing my bruised face is a reminder to him of what he considers an inability to protect me.

"Don't you dare apologize for what that piece of shit did to you," he growls. I can tell he's barely able to hold on to his anger at Simon. But more than that is his anger at himself for not keeping me safe.

I reach up and stroke his cheek. "I knew you'd come for me," I say.

His eyes return to mine, a bit softer this time. "I would never have stopped until I found you."

"I know. I basically told Simon that," I say smiling. He smiles a bit too, gently taking the washcloth and running it over my face.

"I heard. Farrah heard part of your conversation with him. Were you trying to piss him off?" he asks, his smile not reaching his eyes.

"I only told him the truth, that you're the strongest man I've ever met and yet, you're still somehow compassionate and loving...and I might have taunted him by starting to tell him about how good you felt inside me," I say, cupping water in my hand and pouring it on his chest.

The hand that was washing me, stops.

"You said what?"

I shrug. "He could never be the man you are and he needed to know that."