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her mate, and only now, with her body changes, and the animal waking inside her, did she understand the full meaning of that and understand why his eyes were pained. His soul was tortured by the knowledge that he had done this to her—the person he was supposed to keep safe, protect, was going through hell because of him.
These thoughts she clung to, as she fought to be whole again. There might be two of them, but they had to be one. They had to be one for Daniel.
“I’ll take over,” the voice of a woman spoke.
“No, I want to stay, Daphne,” Daniel insisted.
“You need to rest. You’ll be no good to her if you wear yourself out,” Daphne said, and her hand touched his shoulder, so kind, so understanding.
“Go,” Lottie croaked.
Two faces looked at her. And Daphne smiled. “There, she’s winning. Go rest, another few hours and the worst will be over.”
Lottie certainly hoped so.
Daniel got up, leaning down to kiss her forehead, the lightest of touches, yet it sent her into convulsions. She took deep breaths, knowing he wouldn't leave if he thought he had hurt her. Slowly, she relaxed her body, her face no longer contorted in pain and she tried to smile, and he smiled back, full of sorrow, full of regret.
She reached for his hand, denying the pain that wracked her body. “Thank you,” she croaked, her throat parched.
“I shouldn't have done it. I shouldn't have turned you,” he said angrily.
“I am glad you did. This is where I belong,” she told him. “You know what I mean.”
He sat down briefly, and said, “You feel it? You feel the bond?”
She nodded and then closed her eyes, so tired she couldn’t say another word or move any part of her body. He got up and left. She knew because she felt his presence fade; it was all so raw, so new that she could hear his heartbeat if she concentrated hard enough. And then the soothing hands of the woman touched her, bathing her face, encouraging to drink some foul concoction.
Whatever it was, she was certain it had some kind of sedative in it, because the world slipped away and she slept, deep, dreamless, and long.
***
“How are you feeling now?” the woman’s voice asked. What was her name again? Lottie had to search her memories for it, and then she remembered, and it all came back to her.
Lottie cracked one of her eyes open, wincing with pain at the light filling the room. “Like crap.”
“You will do for a day or two. But then you’ll be back to your normal self.”
“You mean my new self,” Lottie said.
“Yes. But that is your normal self now. The old you is gone, and you need to get used to this body and the creature that lives in it with you.”
“And what creature is that?” Lottie asked shifting her head on the pillow, testing the pain behind her eyeballs.
“Daniel’s a lion. The chances are you'll be like him.” The woman moved, reaching for a cup of water. “Here, you need to drink lots of water, you’ve been running a temperature for two days.”
“Two days, is that how long I’ve been here for?” It felt as if only hours ago she had been bitten by Daniel.
“Yes, and for two days that young man of yours has hardly left your side,” she said.
“Where is he now?” Lottie asked.
“Outside with the young lass. Scared and pale, she is,” Daphne said, her mouth clucking with concern.
“They’ve had a difficult time,” Lottie said.
“Well, now you all need to heal. So let’s get you up and showered, and then get some food in you.”
“Thank you, Daphne is it?” Lottie said, remembering her manners.
“Yes, and you’ve met my husband Lance. He’s back at the border, there’s three men take shifts.”
“You’ve been very kind to us. I bet you don’t see this happen every day.”
“You are my fifth. Seems some of you young ladies get a thing for the beast in a man and can’t resist them.” Daphne sounded unimpressed.
“It wasn't like that,” Lottie said. “There were men after
These thoughts she clung to, as she fought to be whole again. There might be two of them, but they had to be one. They had to be one for Daniel.
“I’ll take over,” the voice of a woman spoke.
“No, I want to stay, Daphne,” Daniel insisted.
“You need to rest. You’ll be no good to her if you wear yourself out,” Daphne said, and her hand touched his shoulder, so kind, so understanding.
“Go,” Lottie croaked.
Two faces looked at her. And Daphne smiled. “There, she’s winning. Go rest, another few hours and the worst will be over.”
Lottie certainly hoped so.
Daniel got up, leaning down to kiss her forehead, the lightest of touches, yet it sent her into convulsions. She took deep breaths, knowing he wouldn't leave if he thought he had hurt her. Slowly, she relaxed her body, her face no longer contorted in pain and she tried to smile, and he smiled back, full of sorrow, full of regret.
She reached for his hand, denying the pain that wracked her body. “Thank you,” she croaked, her throat parched.
“I shouldn't have done it. I shouldn't have turned you,” he said angrily.
“I am glad you did. This is where I belong,” she told him. “You know what I mean.”
He sat down briefly, and said, “You feel it? You feel the bond?”
She nodded and then closed her eyes, so tired she couldn’t say another word or move any part of her body. He got up and left. She knew because she felt his presence fade; it was all so raw, so new that she could hear his heartbeat if she concentrated hard enough. And then the soothing hands of the woman touched her, bathing her face, encouraging to drink some foul concoction.
Whatever it was, she was certain it had some kind of sedative in it, because the world slipped away and she slept, deep, dreamless, and long.
***
“How are you feeling now?” the woman’s voice asked. What was her name again? Lottie had to search her memories for it, and then she remembered, and it all came back to her.
Lottie cracked one of her eyes open, wincing with pain at the light filling the room. “Like crap.”
“You will do for a day or two. But then you’ll be back to your normal self.”
“You mean my new self,” Lottie said.
“Yes. But that is your normal self now. The old you is gone, and you need to get used to this body and the creature that lives in it with you.”
“And what creature is that?” Lottie asked shifting her head on the pillow, testing the pain behind her eyeballs.
“Daniel’s a lion. The chances are you'll be like him.” The woman moved, reaching for a cup of water. “Here, you need to drink lots of water, you’ve been running a temperature for two days.”
“Two days, is that how long I’ve been here for?” It felt as if only hours ago she had been bitten by Daniel.
“Yes, and for two days that young man of yours has hardly left your side,” she said.
“Where is he now?” Lottie asked.
“Outside with the young lass. Scared and pale, she is,” Daphne said, her mouth clucking with concern.
“They’ve had a difficult time,” Lottie said.
“Well, now you all need to heal. So let’s get you up and showered, and then get some food in you.”
“Thank you, Daphne is it?” Lottie said, remembering her manners.
“Yes, and you’ve met my husband Lance. He’s back at the border, there’s three men take shifts.”
“You’ve been very kind to us. I bet you don’t see this happen every day.”
“You are my fifth. Seems some of you young ladies get a thing for the beast in a man and can’t resist them.” Daphne sounded unimpressed.
“It wasn't like that,” Lottie said. “There were men after
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