"You shouldn't be carrying me. You need to see a doctor."
He grunted softly which only exasperated her. Reaching up, she brushed her hand over his wounded shoulder and wiped some of his blood away.
As she did she realized he really was healing. The wounds that would have shredded another wolf or vampire were almost completely sealed up.
The coppery scent of his blood teased her nose and she hated herself for the light-headedness she experienced. She'd always be drawn to blood, but his blood...was different somehow.
It made her crave him with a primal awareness that almost scared her.
"You're mine, Angela, and I intend to claim you. Tonight." The raw possession in his voice as they reached his bedroom door jerked her out of her thoughts.
He placed her on her feet, shut the door behind them and all the air rushed from her lungs. When he slid the lock into place, she could almost swear her heart stopped for a moment.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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