Once Mated Twice Shy(10)

By: K.S. Martin


“I know doc. I wish that I knew what to do for her.” Jeez, she really was sick, they both sounded like she was limping to the grave. Lettie tried to talk but it only came out as a moan. Jordan squeezed her hand. What the hell was wrong with her? “So many fucking bites, what were they trying to accomplish?”

“They were trying to kill her Jordan. It’s simple. Don’t worry yourself sick about it too. There are enough wolves around here stressed out over what happened to Lettie. Just be glad they’re gone.” Jordan grunted. “I’m going to check on Lynnie, she should be close to delivery by now. I’ll come back by later to give her another shot just leave the front door unlocked so I don’t wake you if it’s late. Meanwhile, she needs to break the fever. I saw that your mark is gone.” Jordan grunted again. “I knew you guys were having problems but I didn’t know it had gone that far. It would be best if you got in the bed with her and kept her warm. I know you are no longer mated but if she’s going to survive…”

“I’ll take care of it doc.” Lettie drifted off again.

Lettie nuzzled the warm chest that her face pressed against. Jordan. Was it all a dream? He was so warm. His arms were around her, comforting her. It felt so nice. She nuzzled him again and sighed. His big hand stroked her spine gently. She loved it when he did that. Lettie scooted closer and kissed his chest. Warm, bare, smooth, and perfectly spiced skin rubbed against hers. He was so sexy. Her tongue sneaked out and tasted him. “Mmm.” She moaned.

“Easy girl.” Jordan pushed her away a little and she came awake. “Don’t do that again. Next time I won’t stop you.” It was a dream, sort of. Lettie brought her hand up her body. One of them had bitten her breasts. “You’re okay. You’re whole again. You’ve healed.” Lettie tried to open her still swollen eyes and she could see now. The light hurt and she decided to keep them closed. “You’re going to be okay but the doc wants you to stay in bed and rest.”

“I can do that at home.” She murmured and tried to get up but he held her down easily. “Let me go.” She mumbled.

“Colette you are in no shape to go anywhere. The doc has you on his strongest brew so you won’t be able to walk a straight line let alone hold a shift. Don’t try to move again or I will be forced to restrain you.”

“You would.” She mumbled and drifted off again, she heard him chuckle.



“How are we doc?” Lettie heard Jordan ask, his voice rumbled in his chest against her cheek.

“Well, Lynnie had a ten pound boy and she named him Isaiah.” Something stuck Lettie in the hip and she groaned. “This one is getting better. Her color is good. Her heart beat is good, lungs are clear and most of the bruises are gone. I just wish this fever would break. Its low grade now but I want it to break. How do you feel about getting really hot?”

“What are you talking about doc?” Jordan’s voice rumbled again and she nuzzled his chest. She felt him look down at her.

“I want to try something. I want to put you two under a few quilts and bump the heat up in here.”

“I’m dying now doc.” Lettie scooted closer.

“I know it’s a lot to ask. She isn’t even your mate anymore. Maybe I should move her to the infirmary. Then you would have your privacy back. You’ve done more than anyone would expect from a wolf that has been rejected.”

“I rejected her doc.” Jordan said.

“Yeah.” The doc shook his head. “No Jordan. The mark faded when she rejected you, she still had her mark two months ago when she had the piece of metal stuck in her foot. So, in the past two months Lettie has rejected you. If you’d really rejected her it would’ve been gone but it wasn’t.”

“Okay doc, don’t let me keep any pride at all.” Jordan chuckled.

“There is no pride between mates Jordan. You should know that. Now do you want me to take her to the infirmary or do you want me to gather the quilts?”

“Get the quilts doc. I want to see it through. I’m going to go get something to eat. Will she be okay on her own for awhile?”

“I think so but don’t be long.” Jordan grunted and moved away from her. Lettie tried to speak but it came out as a whimper. Jordan scoffed and she heard him leave the room. Lettie opened her eyes and looked around. It was a nice room. It was big with antique looking furniture. The iron bed that she was in was high and comfortable. Expensive sheets covered it and they smelled like Jordan. She would never admit it but Jordan was her favorite scent in the world. Lettie tried to sit up and got woozy. She steadied herself and swung her legs over the side. Where was the bathroom? Her bladder was screaming. Lettie slid off the side and immediately dropped to the floor in a crumpled heap. She groaned and rolled to her side.

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