Chapter 35 Thirty-Five
"Mason I can walk!" Danica insisted as they arrived at the training grounds, where a few warriors were still roaming about. "Put me down!"
"No, you're hurt," Mason said.
"It is fine," Danica insisted, even though a pang of pain shot through her trying to make her out to be a liar.
"Just give up," Mason said, heading towards the infirmary.
Once inside, Mason sat Danica down on a sick bed and disappeared to go find the healer, leaving Danica alone. Looking around, she couldn't help but let out a shiver. Although she had been trying to act tough around Mason, she was exhausted, she was hurting, and she was severely freaked out by what the dark being within her had done.
As she thought about the killings the dark being had committed, Danica could feel bile rising up in her throat. Leaning over, she heaved, allowing all the blood that had managed to get into her system to come spewing out on the white tiled floor below her. Coughing, she continued to heave until there was nothing left within her.
"ARE YOU OKAY?" Mason, who had reappeared, screamed, running up to Danica. "The healer is on the way; just hang in there."
"I'm okay," Danica gasped in between dry heaves.
"How is this okay?" Mason demanded, placing a comforting hand on Danica's back. "Once you're patched up, we should get a full body examination done on you just to make sure you're really alright. What if you have internal injuries? Look at all the blood on the floor!"
Danica couldn't help but feel that Mason was acting like an overprotective parent, causing another pang of pain, but this one to her heart at the thought of Martha.
"It is blood I ingested," Danica huffed, wiping her mouth. "It isn't my blood."
Just saying that it wasn't her own blood sent Danica into another fit of dry heaves just as the healer walked in.
"Is this the patient?" He asked now, rushing up to Danica.
"Who else could it be?" Mason growled. "Take a look at her and figure out what is wrong."
"She is in shock, can't you tell?" The healer spoke matter-of-factly. "It seems this girl has been through quite a lot today."
"You don't say." Danica coughed finally done heaving.
Letting out a long sigh, she laid down on the bed while the healer began his examination of her.
"What happened here?" He asked as he pulled Danica's shirt aside to look at the bite mark that the female rogue had left.
"I got bit," Danica said refusing to look at the damage caused.
"Shouldn't you, as a werewolf, be beginning to heal already?" The healer asked in bafflement.
"She has special circumstances right now," Mason explained.
It seemed that along with her inability to change, Danica also wasn't able to heal as quickly as normal werewolves either.
"Special circumstances?" The doctor asked confused.
"Doc, please just do your job and stop asking questions," Danica sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I would like to go back to my dorm and sleep."
She could hear the man give a huff before walking over to the medicine cabinet to grab supplies for cleaning and bandaging her wound.
"You shouldn't be so snippy with the doctor," Mason pointed out while trying to suppress a grin.
"Should I be snippy with you then?" Danica asked ruefully, meeting Mason's gaze.
An electric shock rocked Danica, taking her breath away just as she made eye contact with Mason. It seemed that after what had happened with them earlier, the mate bond had increased once again.
Blushing fiercely, Danica felt a surge of relief when the doctor returned. Taking advantage, she focused entirely on what was being said while ignoring the alluring look Mason was giving her.
After Danica was bandaged and allowed to leave, Mason once again scooped her up into his arms and carried her back to his dorm, despite her protests against him doing it.
Outside, the sun had already begun to come up as Mason laid Danica in bed to get some rest.
"Is it just me, or does it seem like our sleep schedules are getting pretty messed up these days?" Danica asked with a yawn.
"Don't even focus on that right now; you should really get some sleep." Mason said walking over to the window so he could close the blinds so less light leaked into his room.
"Aren't you going to get some sleep too?" Danica asked as Mason began heading towards the room's exit.
Mason turned slightly and asked, "Are you inviting me to come and sleep with you?"
Something about the way Mason said 'sleep with you' tugged at her heart, and another area as a whole new blush began to creep up her cheeks.
"What's in your mind?" Mason asked, making his way toward Danica.
"Nothing," Danica insisted as Mason placed his hands on either side of her and began to lean in.
"Is that right?" Mason asked. His face was now mere inches away from Danica's, and she could feel his breath tickling her skin.
"Yes, it is," Danica whispered as Mason closed the distance and placed his lips against hers.
Even though Danica hadn't openly admitted her feelings that were beginning to form for Mason, she couldn't stop herself from responding to Mason's advances. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she tried to pull him closer, wanting to feel his warmth against her.
Groaning at Danica's insistence, Mason laid himself down beside her long enough to wrap his arms around her waist and flip them over so Danica was straddling him. Despite his brain being foggy with lust, he was still considerate of the wound on Danica's shoulder.
Lost in the sensations she was feeling from Mason below her and the electric current that was pulsing through her from his kiss, Danica couldn't stop herself from grinding her hips against Mason's erection. As she did so, she began to pant against his mouth while he groaned into hers.
Letting out a growl, Mason pulled away long enough to rip Danica's shirt off of her, allowing his hands to begin exploring the bare skin that was underneath. He left her bra intact but shoved it up so her breasts were out and exposed.
Placing his mouth on Danica's bare skin, Mason began nipping and kissing, sending sensations Danica had never felt before surging through her. She couldn't stop the moan that escaped her lips as Mason's mouth found her erect nipple and began to lick and bite at it.
Becoming more turned on, Danica began to move her hips faster as her breath began to quicken, and small moans escaped her and Mason until she alone brought them both to a climax.
Panting Danica collapsed against Mason, cuddling her face against his heaving chest. Through his shirt, she could hear his heartbeat, which was beating rapidly.
"I love you," Mason whispered as Danica closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the moment of peace.