Page 13 of Freed By My Mate

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“I need to find Fern,” she says, sitting up too fast.She winces, a hand flying to her head.

I reach out instinctively to steady her.“Easy.”

She stiffens for half a second under my touch, then relaxes when I pull back immediately.

“She’s okay,” I say.“I promise.”

“I need to see her.Please,” she croaks.

“You will,” I say.“I already called Jameson.They’re on their way.”

“Really?”she asks hopefully.

“I figured that would be the first thing you’d want,” I admit.“I called them twenty minutes ago as soon as the sun came up.They’ll be here soon.”

Tears well instantly, spilling over before she can stop them.She covers her face, shoulders shaking as relief crashes through her.

“Oh, thank God,” she whispers.

My wolf watches quietly as she cries, not from fear this time, but from release.He doesn’t like seeing her upset, but he understands this.This is necessary.

Something soft passes over her expression.Gratitude maybe, or trust.

“I’m Abe.Abe Williams.”

She blinks.“You rescued me.”

“Yes.”

“And… this is your house?”

“Yeah.”

“Hey, there’s my patient,” Christian says as he enters the room to check on Roxie.“How are you feeling?”

“Better… I think.”

I hover as Christian checks Roxie again.He takes her vitals, smiling as he records them in his notepad.He removes her IV and leans back on his heels.

“Everything looks great.We’re moving in the right direction, but you might still be tired and groggy today.Are you hungry?”

Her stomach growls.“Yeah,” she admits sheepishly.

My wolf paws at me.Feed our mate!

“You can eat, but slowly and in small portions today until your stomach gets used to food again,” Christian advises, then closes his bag and pushes to his feet.“I’m headed home and then to work.Call me if you need anything or if anything changes.”

I nod.“I will.Thanks, Christian.”

“Anytime, man.”He claps me on the shoulder and heads out.

I hover over Roxie, torn between my need to feed her and my need to be close to her.

Roxie’s gaze flicks around again, more aware now.“Are you… like Jameson?”

I know that she’s asking me if I’m a shifter.

“Yes.Wolf, though, not bear.”