to me."
Several nodded, and Darian whipped away. He lifted Aurora gently from the ground and cradled her to his chest.
Then he took off at a run.
"Where are we going?" she asked. "Nolan, you're not dressed."
"You're injured. I don't give a damn about my clothes."
She smiled. "I think I may love you."
You better. Even with witnesses, the Alphas might ruin him over this.
* * * *
Aurora pressed harder at the gouges in her cheek, trying not to panic. She'd never had a wound that bled for more than a few minutes; she'd never had one that bled this much.
"It will be all right," Nolan soothed her. He kicked the clinic door open before them. "Injured Alpha," he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Doctors came running. They showed him to the Alpha treatment room and started to work on Aurora.
As she'd feared, the claw marks were deep, requiring not one but rather two layers of stitching to close them appropriately. The doctors assured her more than once that they were unlikely to scar...or scar deeply, at any rate.
"Alpha injured," someone shouted from the hall.
Darian's whining was impossible to miss, and Aurora winced as it grated at her nerves.
Two of the doctors started to move toward him.
Nolan stared at them, his features flexing and tightening between forms. "If any of you see to that traitor before Aurora is taken care of, I will deliver your hide to her parents myself."
They looked at each other as if they weren't sure what to make of the threat.
"Darian attacked us and did this." She pointed to her cheek. "Then he challenged Nolan...and lost."
The eldest of the doctors sighed. "Put him in a room. We'll get to him next." His order shook the walls and sent tremors through Aurora's body.
The other two returned to their places, handing supplies off to the elder doctor and cleaning the spilled blood from Aurora as best they could without changing her clothing.
Nolan didn't thank them, though he seemed content with the response.
Putting in the stitches seemed to take an inordinately long time, and the initial shot of painkillers wore off. The doctors spoke between themselves and gave her a shot of pain relief mixed with a mild sedative to finish the job.
She relaxed on the wide bed, the doctors' voices buzzing in the background, as they discussed her condition with Nolan.
At last, the door closed behind them. Nolan came to the bed and sat on the edge. He trailed his fingertips over the thick bandage on her cheek.
Aurora opened her eyes and smiled up at him.
He managed a strained smile in return. "I know you're not ready to make a permanent decision, but when you are, I want you to know I feel the same way about you."
That was enough to clear some of the fog in her head. Aurora wrapped a hand around Nolan's neck and urged him closer. He didn't fight the move, and in moments, they were engaged in another heated kiss.
His cock rose between them, taunting her with what she wanted.
She didn't ask. She didn't formally invite him. Aurora pulled up at her gown, trying to free her legs so she could straddle him or spread her legs further. Or something. Anything to make what I want clear.
Nolan rose and turned, keeping his mouth meshed with hers. In the next coherent moment, he was lodged deep inside her.
The itch of shifting tissues stole Aurora's breath.
Nolan didn't bother to immobilize her, as she was told males did. He stared at her, his eyes golden, his expression starkly serious. "Do you want to hurt me, Aurora?"
She shook her head, a solemn promise that she wanted nothing of the sort. Instead, she raked her claws lightly down his body, leaving trails that would heal in minutes.
The move inflamed him, as she'd heard it would. One thrust became two...then three... His muscles tightened and released with each shift forward and backward, his cock blazing a trail within her.
Claiming me as his.
Her breathing went ragged, and she bowed up from the mattress, seeking more of him. Nolan grasped at her