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little closer and he gave me a glare.
    “I don’t like meds and I don’t need any. Take me home. I hate hospitals.”
    Fair enough. Dropping the syringe on the side table, the first thing we had to do was remove the IV. The blood bag was almost empty now anyway. I might have closed my eyes just for a second as I gently pulled it out. It released easily, and apparently relatively pain free, as Ryder’s expression did not shift.
    Moving closer then, I put an arm under each of Ryder’s armpits. Seemed like the safest place with all of his injuries.
    “One, two, three,” I said, and with a lot of help from him, we got him sitting with his legs dropped off the side of the bed.
    I was both relieved and slightly disappointed to see he was in a low slung pair of sweats. One of the vamps must have slipped those on after the surgery. Of course, my female appreciation of his beautiful body was definitely diminished by the sight of his bandages, red seeping through some of the white.
    As I swayed a little at the sight, I took a second to be grateful that his wounds were not on show. My mom might be a nurse, but I always knew medical stuff was not for me. I’d definitely have puked to see his body torn to shreds like that.
    He noticed my inspection. “I’ll heal in a few hours. As long as they stitched me up okay, it won’t even leave a scar.”
    He was trying to reassure me, but we both knew the truth. He could have died today. Even ash can only lose so much blood and suffer so much damage before their genetics cannot save them. Forcing myself to focus on anything other than his almost death, I nodded at the wheelchair.
    “Okay, let’s do this.”
    It took some effort, but together we shifted him into the wheelchair. I was pretty sure I pulled my back doing it too. I’d thankfully healed all my injuries from dragging him under the car, so this was just a new one to deal with.
    Ryder groaned, sinking into the chair. He looked as pale as a sheet and his eyes were on the syringe I had set down.
    I smiled. “Want me to bring it just in case?”
    After the briefest of hesitations, he nodded. Well, damn. If my big hardcore enforcer was needing pain meds, this was serious. I wheeled Ryder out of the medical ward, nodding to a nurse as we passed. After wheeling him into the elevator and down the hall, I stopped at my door and fumbled for my keycard.
    Once we were inside, I noticed Jayden’s door was closed. He was probably at his job. I wheeled Ryder around our couch and right into my bedroom. Careful not to bump the chair, I walked the long way around to face him. He wore a wan grin.
    “What?” I asked.
    “Not exactly how I imagined being invited to your bed.”
    Well hot damn. Ryder had thought about being invited into my bed. Nice.
    “Want the pain meds yet?” I had the syringe safely stashed in the side of the wheelchair.
    He shook his head. “Nah, I’m still doing okay.”
    Dude was a total liar; his normally bronzed skin was as pale as mine right now.
    I sighed. Tough guys, they never asked for help. I reached out and plucked the painkiller free. I was betting whatever was in this thing was strong, especially if it would subdue an ash’s pain. If Ryder didn’t start looking better in a few minutes, I was totally using it on him.
    Just as I had that thought, I noticed how much sweat had broken out on his forehead. Time to roll. I raised the syringe up high and he groaned.
    “What’s your obsession with wanting to hurt me?”
    I shrugged, stepping even closer into his personal space. “Guess it’s been harder than expected to get over the electrocution thing.”
    His attempted chuckle turned into another grunt.
    “Ready?”
    He nodded, and before I could think about what I was going to do, in a single smooth motion I drove the syringe into his leg, pushing down to disperse the clear fluid inside. He didn’t even wince at the needle being jammed into his thigh. That pain probably paled in comparison to his