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Authors: Alanis Knight
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could feel the electricity surging through him at her touch.
And to think that Seth had wanted to throttle Wyatt for even suggesting that he visit Madge. Now he felt like he should thank his brother. After all, this young woman with her flaming red hair now seemed like the one thing that could bring his life together in one perfect piece.
How could this woman be the key to everything he ever wanted when he had always been certain he wanted to spend his life alone? He was utterly befuddled, but the fact of the matter was that Wyatt had been right. Madge was a genius.
They’d been making good time when Seth sensed discomfort in Callie. He sniffed the air for the scent of water and turned off his path slightly, veering toward the scent of running water. He soon came upon a small brook babbling its way through the forest. A cursory sniff test told him the water was safe, and he lowered his body. Callie slid off and gasped in pain.
Seth quickly shifted, just in time to catch her as she started to tumble toward the ground. His arms hooked around her waist and held firmly, and she shifted all of her weight onto her healthy ankle.
“Your ankle is swollen again,” he noticed.
She nodded, her face drawn with pain. He helped her hobble to a moss-covered boulder beside the brook, and she grunted as she lowered herself onto it, breathing heavily.
“You should have alerted me to your discomfort,” Seth admonished her. “I was so focused on getting us home…”
“It’s fine,” she said quickly. “I wanted to get there, too.”
“But you must let me know when something ails you,” he said, bending to examine her ankle more closely.
Callie winced and hissed a sharp breath in through her teeth at his touch, and he could tell the pain was even greater than she was letting on.
“You need to soak it in the brook,” he told her, gently moving her foot toward the little brook. “The water is cool. It should at least numb the pain a bit.”
She gritted her teeth and her eyes watered as her foot submerged itself into the water. He could see her knuckles blanching pale as she dug her fingernails into the moss beneath her.
He felt like a failure. He’d been so focused on getting her home that he hadn’t noticed her pain. He should have been paying more attention to her!
Her stomach growled, and he closed his eyes and tried to quell the intense self-loathing that had begun to sweep across him. Not only had he not noticed her pain, but he’d neglected to keep her fed, as well. How could he be a good mate when he was so thoroughly self-absorbed?
“You must eat,” he said. “Will you be alright here while I find you something to eat?”
“I’ve already found it,” she said.
He raised his eyebrow at her quizzically, and she simply bobbed her head once to an area on the other side of the brook. His eyes followed her nod to a small tree that was hanging full of fresh, ripe apples.
“Well spotted!” he exclaimed.
Seth hopped across the brook and filled his arms with the plumpest, juiciest fruit, which he brought to her and laid at her feet. He plucked one from the pile and handed it to her, and she immediately sank her teeth into the crisp flesh.
“I’ll pick as many as you can fit into your bundle and hopefully they will last you until we arrive at the den,” he said. “It will save us time if I don’t have to hunt for you.”
“What about you?” she asked. “Don’t you need to eat?”
“I’d rather just get you home,” he said. “I can eat once we get there.”
“You need to keep up your strength,” she argued.
“Don’t worry about me,” he said. “I can go for weeks without eating if necessary.”
“But it’s not necessary.”
“You’re right, it’s not necessary that I go for weeks without eating,” he said. “But another day or two I can handle. How is your ankle
And to think that Seth had wanted to throttle Wyatt for even suggesting that he visit Madge. Now he felt like he should thank his brother. After all, this young woman with her flaming red hair now seemed like the one thing that could bring his life together in one perfect piece.
How could this woman be the key to everything he ever wanted when he had always been certain he wanted to spend his life alone? He was utterly befuddled, but the fact of the matter was that Wyatt had been right. Madge was a genius.
They’d been making good time when Seth sensed discomfort in Callie. He sniffed the air for the scent of water and turned off his path slightly, veering toward the scent of running water. He soon came upon a small brook babbling its way through the forest. A cursory sniff test told him the water was safe, and he lowered his body. Callie slid off and gasped in pain.
Seth quickly shifted, just in time to catch her as she started to tumble toward the ground. His arms hooked around her waist and held firmly, and she shifted all of her weight onto her healthy ankle.
“Your ankle is swollen again,” he noticed.
She nodded, her face drawn with pain. He helped her hobble to a moss-covered boulder beside the brook, and she grunted as she lowered herself onto it, breathing heavily.
“You should have alerted me to your discomfort,” Seth admonished her. “I was so focused on getting us home…”
“It’s fine,” she said quickly. “I wanted to get there, too.”
“But you must let me know when something ails you,” he said, bending to examine her ankle more closely.
Callie winced and hissed a sharp breath in through her teeth at his touch, and he could tell the pain was even greater than she was letting on.
“You need to soak it in the brook,” he told her, gently moving her foot toward the little brook. “The water is cool. It should at least numb the pain a bit.”
She gritted her teeth and her eyes watered as her foot submerged itself into the water. He could see her knuckles blanching pale as she dug her fingernails into the moss beneath her.
He felt like a failure. He’d been so focused on getting her home that he hadn’t noticed her pain. He should have been paying more attention to her!
Her stomach growled, and he closed his eyes and tried to quell the intense self-loathing that had begun to sweep across him. Not only had he not noticed her pain, but he’d neglected to keep her fed, as well. How could he be a good mate when he was so thoroughly self-absorbed?
“You must eat,” he said. “Will you be alright here while I find you something to eat?”
“I’ve already found it,” she said.
He raised his eyebrow at her quizzically, and she simply bobbed her head once to an area on the other side of the brook. His eyes followed her nod to a small tree that was hanging full of fresh, ripe apples.
“Well spotted!” he exclaimed.
Seth hopped across the brook and filled his arms with the plumpest, juiciest fruit, which he brought to her and laid at her feet. He plucked one from the pile and handed it to her, and she immediately sank her teeth into the crisp flesh.
“I’ll pick as many as you can fit into your bundle and hopefully they will last you until we arrive at the den,” he said. “It will save us time if I don’t have to hunt for you.”
“What about you?” she asked. “Don’t you need to eat?”
“I’d rather just get you home,” he said. “I can eat once we get there.”
“You need to keep up your strength,” she argued.
“Don’t worry about me,” he said. “I can go for weeks without eating if necessary.”
“But it’s not necessary.”
“You’re right, it’s not necessary that I go for weeks without eating,” he said. “But another day or two I can handle. How is your ankle
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