With an exhale he lies down on his back, pulling me with him. Resting against his chest relieves all the pain from my body. Eventually he gets his arms around me and holding me to him without any pain. "I'm not letting you out of my sight until you're better and sorry to say you're not leaving Reynolds sight until the rebels are dead." I groan and he chuckles, a hand stroking through my hair. "I love you." "I love you too." I say to him as I feel his warm breathe against my forehead, welcoming me back to the darkness. Waking up again I feel stiff. Every muscle was tight and even something simple like turning my head hurts. Opening my eyes I see that I'm alone in the bed but I can feel Ryder close. He's stood over by the doors into the room talking to Reynolds, Cole and Maxon. "The Alpha's understand that you can't meet with them." Maxon said to Ryder. Ryder groaned and slipped his hands up over his face. He was distressed, I could feel it. Our connection was back. Pulling the sheets up around my shoulders, to cover that I was mostly naked beneath them, I watch the interaction between my mate and his friends. "I don't want to leave her alone till they're all dead." Ryder's voice was mostly a growl and I saw that he was shaking a little. "Dad and Nick are scenting them." Cole says his eyes flicking towards Maxon quickly before they move back to Ryder. "Every time they get a trace on them, they move in a different direction." Ryder growls lightly in the back of his throat. Reynolds pushes himself up from his leaning position against the door and claps Ryder on the shoulder. "We'll get him." He murmurs to him before his eyes move to me and he smiles gently. "Lottie's awake." All of them turned towards me when Reynolds said that, but my eyes stay on my mate. Ryder steps into the room and shuts the door as the others start to walk away with a nod of their head to him. He was still only wearing a pair of shorts as he sat down on the edge of the bed, his hand moving up to push my hair back. "Feeling better?" Reaching out to take his hand, I wrap my fingers around his. "I do, but I feel really stiff." Nodding his head once, he gets up from the bed, dropping my hand. "Let's go have a nice warm bath and then we can talk." "I'm hungry." I say to him as he slips his arm under my shoulders and one under my knees'. Ryder chuckles but doesn't stop his path to the bathroom. "I'll get someone to bring us something. Anything you want?" "Chips, buttered bread and tomato sauce." Gently I'm lowered to a wooden stool beside the white freestanding bath. Ryder shakes his head moving to the matte black taps and turning on the water and adding in a scented soap. "You really are British aren't you?" He moves back in front of me kneeling down and taking my arm as I smile at him. I was only in my underwear but most of my body was covered in white bandages. Ryder's face was tense as he slowly un-wrapped the one up my left arm. "They gave you a drug called wolfsbane. There was only a small amount of it actually in there but it also had a number of sedatives that knocked out all your senses and made you feel sick if you tried to use them." His voice was quiet, mostly talking to himself. When the bandage is gone and I see my arm I feel bile rise in my stomach. My entire arm is red and the skin is open in some areas and held together with a few blue stitches. Looking up to Ryder, I see his jaw clench tightly as he softly moves his fingers up over the marks on my skin. "I'm okay." I say softly to him, moving my arm out of his worrying hold. He shakes his head at me, pulling my arm back into his hold. He doesn't lose the tight look on his face as he gently caresses the open wounds of my skin. "You lost so much blood you should have died without the connection to my wolf to help you heal." Shaking his head again he moves to the other arm to remove the other bandage. "The wounds are so deep. He's also torn at your muscle. There's a chance they won't heal properly and it'll leave a scar. You're not okay." Frowning I watch as he intently stares at my arms almost willing the wounds to go away but they weren't hurting me. "You don't mind that do you?" I knew however all the wounds healed he wouldn't ever make me feel self-conscious about them, even though it's the direction he's moving in now. I hadn't seen him this angry since he first found out about Henry. Ryder chuckles humourlessly his hands sliding down my arms to take my hands. "No but they're a reminder that I wasn't there to help you." His voice is emotionless as he removes the bandages from my legs as well. They weren't as bad but Ryder had to take a deep breathe to calm himself. "Are you going to at least smile when you take my underwear off." A small smile pulled at my lips as I tried to get his thoughts on something else. Already it seemed to work as he smirked, his hands moving up to the back clasp of my bra. While he slides it off, he pulls me to my feet so my chest presses against his. It takes a second for his lips to press to mine, as I'm overwhelmed with the electric shocks of having him pressed to me. One had rested between my shoulder blades while the other hooked around the side of my underwear, pulling them off before he lifts me from the ground and into the warm bath water.