muscle. “It looks fine to me. You shouldn’t waste the hospital’s time.” He shook his head. “I walked in thirty minutes ago with a gash six inches long. Look at it.” She peered at his skin and she could see a faint line leading to his elbow. “That looks like an old scar.” “It’s not. Give it a minute and it will be completely gone.” He grinned. She exhaled. “Jax, what are you doing here?” She wanted to sound pissed and angry. Annoyed that he had popped up while she was at work, but her heart was fluttering and her pulse was racing. “Giving you facts. You work best with facts and science.” His eyes locked on hers. Those dark pools of mystery that had already led her somewhere she didn’t think she should go again. “I-I need more time.” She started to stand, but he reached forward and gripped her wrist. “Look at my arm.” Her eyes shot to the line on his bicep, only the streak of silvery white was gone. “Where did it go?” She traced the hard muscle with her fingertips. “I heal faster than non-shifters.” He was watching her. “You mean humans?” “I have a body that repairs itself.” Before she could stop him he grabbed the pen from her clipboard and jabbed it into his other arm. “What are you doing?” she screamed. She ran to the cabinet to grab gauze and returned to press it against the wound. “Doc, stop.” He pulled her hands away, lifting the gauze with them. She blinked. The small gash was knitting itself back together. She took a step back. Jax rose from the bed and stood next to her. “You have one more day.” He walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Haley felt the nausea roll in her stomach. She lunged forward as she threw herself over a bedpan. What in the hell just happened?
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Jax T he technique might have been extreme, but he only had one day left to convince his mate she was going to be the alpha in his absence. Standing there in the emergency room, his hands ached to hold her. His chest tightened when she walked in the room. But he forced his bear to control the situation. It was more important to convince her to help the clan. He looked at his arm. Her fingers had been soft and tender. The look in her eyes ripped through him. The hole had healed, there wasn’t even a scar. The clan leaders had resisted his attempts to stop the clan absorption. He should have suspected they weren’t interested in his alpha status. It was their excuse to take control of more lands, build their clans, exert their force over the shifters in the area. But he had until tomorrow to bring Haley to the next meeting and present her as the alpha. They wouldn’t be able to deny her power. He stared off the cliff into the distance. She had to agree. She would. She was as deeply his as he was hers. He closed his eyes, inhaling the cool wind. All his life he had been searching for something. He thought he had found his calling with his Special Forces unit. He saved lives. He kept the country safe. It took all his energy and focus to lead his team, but every since he had taken his mate he was hungry for something else. Haley had changed everything. Slowly, he was starting to think about what it would be like to stay in Watkin. What it would be like to raise his cubs with her. What it would be like to take his official position as the alpha, instead of always shoving it off on someone else. He watched an eagle soar in front of him. He always thought he used his bear strength as a Delta, but maybe what he did was use it as his excuse not to embrace the real bear in him. The one that wanted to stay and protect his mate. He shook his head. One thing at time. First, he had to get her back.
---- Haley She gripped the steering wheel. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She must have lost her mind. Too many night shifts had warped her sense of reality. But she knew what she saw in the emergency room. Jax had healed in front of her. She knew she