In the Alpha’s Arms

Chapter 51

Sense of Touch (cont’d)

“T–that’s not that’s…not… her brain sputtered and couldn’t get going, couldn’t make those words knit together a coherent thought.

“It’s true,” he pulled back, the worry lines suddenly visible all over his face, “Dr. Morgan put you under that night, so your body could heal. That forced shift, after being dormant for years, tore your body practically apart. When you were finally human again, damn near everything was popped out of place, torn or broken. It was I thought—I’ve seen a lot of things in my life but you… like that… I thought you were going to die. It took hours and three doctors to set and splint all of you back in place.” He shivered, swallowing the memory away like it was too painful.

“Put…me…..under…” she whispered, “Anesthesia?”

“Yea. You had a bad reaction and he couldn’t get you to wake back up. You’ve been out for four months. No one knew when or if you would ever wake back up…

“Max-?” Lita tried to speak but he put his thumb to her lips, “Don’t. You don’t have to be afraid. We’ll figure everything out later. I promise everything s okay now that you’re awake. God, I’m just so happy you’re back.”

“Please tell me you haven’t sat at my bedside every day like a soap opera?” she laughed, his words had worked to calm her down.

“Well since this is my bed…” he smiled, pressing their foreheads together, closing his eyes “I missed you so fucking much. Everyone’s going to be so happy to see you, I swear it’s been like a funeral around here.”

His touch was starting to get to her again. A mixture of warmth and prickles over her skin. And his words sent her heart racing. He’d missed her. The feeling was mutual because the more she looked at him, the more desperately she needed to be closer. It felt like ages since she’d last seen his face or felt his touch. Lita hadn’t known she could crave another person so deeply but it was true,

down at

his

“Am I still healing?”

No,” his eyes studied her face, glazing over in

Lita pressed another kiss, “I need a shower and

wanted to admit Lita’s body ached in

something she hadn’t come to terms with. She had an entirely separate entity sharing space in her body. Her wolf had different

to the bathroom, staying until she could comfortably stand on her own. “I’m just

months of hair to shave. She groaned, snatching at her toiletries before entering the hot shower. Washing over her like a healing elixir, the

for four months? She imagined everything was different now. Lita took a shaky breath. She wouldn’t be sad about it. Cule was the same, his feelings for her were the same. Everything else would fall

she wasn’t…maybe she didn’t… Lita got to work removing the hair from everywhere it didn’t belong until she was smooth once more. Then she washed. Exfoliated. Moisturized. Put serum on her face. Everything

the self she remembered, Lita slid her butt up

called out, letting the butterflies gather in her stomach. He

Sense of Touch (cont)

slid his hands along the sides of her thighs until they cupped her hips, “Damn, you’re soft. Smooth as silk… His voice trailed off as he took in every slope of her naked body. She met his

right now, Lita,”

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