asshole ruin
my academic career as he’d threatened. If he’d pulled that shit with me, he had
to have a pattern of doing it. I couldn’t let this get swept under the rug or
he might try it with another girl. The wolves had to be gone by now.
I reached down to cup my hand under the water. My
knuckle scraped against a sharp piece of metal at the base of the thing,
slicing the skin open. It wasn’t a deep cut, but it stung and the blood flowed
freely.
“Shit,” I muttered. I ran my hand under the water to
clean it out. I hoped Mal had some bandages stashed somewhere along with the
trail mix bars and hotel soaps.
Sucking on my finger, I headed back into the cabin.
Mal had already made the bed and pointed to the kitchen counter where he’d laid
out the food such as it was.
“Do you happen to have a first aid kit somewhere? I
sliced my finger on the pump. It’s not deep but I need to stop the bleeding.
Come to think of it, why don’t you let me have a look at that cut above your eye?
I noticed you reopened it last night.”
Mal reached under the bed and pulled out a brown
paper bag and dumped its contents on the bed. It was gauze, the bottle of
iodine, and the bandages I’d given him at the store the other day.
“See? I told you those would come in handy. Have a
seat,” I said, pointing to one of the cane chairs. “My turn to take care of
you.”
Mal let out a noise that was part growl and part
laugh. I smiled as he handed me the basket. I pulled out two lengths of gauze
and medical tape and set one on the other chair. I wrapped the other quickly
around my own finger. Then, I took a cotton ball and dipped it in the iodine.
“You never said how you got that,” I said as I
pressed the cotton ball to his cut. On closer inspection, it wasn’t really a
cut. Not a clean one anyway. It looked more like something had taken a chunk of
out of him.
Mal hissed through his teeth when the iodine touched
his skin. “Don’t be a baby,” I teased him.
“Be careful, Princess,” he said. “I bite.”
He was teasing, but his tone sent a flash of heat
through me. I pulled my hand away for an instant. Shaking my head against my
newly jittery nerves, I pressed my finger against his forehead again. I was careless
though. The gauze around my own finger came loose and a drop of blood fell, as
I pressed my finger against Mal’s cut. So careless. Our blood mixed. I was
about to make a joke about what a shitty a nurse I’d make.
But, then the world fell away.
Heat. Light. Sound. Blood coursed through my veins.
My own heartbeat filled my ears, joined by another even stronger one. For an
instant, I wasn’t me. Or at least, I didn’t see as me. Every sense sharpened.
The scent of pungent, rotting leaves just outside the door filled me. I heard
the footfall of some creature moving softly through the woods. A rabbit.
Then there was Mal. His eyes changed, flaming
bright. The pupils widened, and the amber flecks spread, taking over the whites
of his eyes. He growled low and gripped my wrist. Whatever happened to me,
something similar happened to him. He was in me somehow. It was like I
saw myself through Mal’s eyes. Heat rose on my own skin, making it glow. His
heartbeat filled me, became part of me, if only for an instant.
Then, I pulled away. Mal dropped his grip on my arm
as I staggered backward.
“What was that? Who . . . what are you?”
I don’t even know who asked the question. I ended
up with my back pressed against the far wall before I sank down to the ground.
Mal rose and loomed over me. His eyes flashed again. I squeezed mine shut
tight. When I opened them again, Mal’s eyes were normal but filled with menace.
His whole body rippled and quaked. Beads of sweat
formed at his temples.
“Go,” he said, his voice barely sounding human as he
tried to contain whatever made him tremble. “Now. Don’t look back.”
And again, when Mal gave a command, my body felt
compelled to follow it. My heart beat nearly
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