Surreptitious Alliance: Marked by My Alien Slave
22

Morgan pov.

I wake up feeling like I've been run over by a truck, the feeling only amplified when I try to sit up and replace myself falling back into the soft cousin of my bed. I reach out to the empty space next to me, hoping to replace Rain but he's not there, neither if the overwhelming feeling that I have to go replace him. The panic I felt during his heat is gone so I chalk it up to it being over. I stare at the ceiling for a while, watching it light up as the day progresses outside my window and I just lie and watch. Every movement of my body feels too much, too sudden and very unwanted. My head feels like someone used it for baseball practice and I know this is all because I'm sick. I don't need a doctor to tell me I am. I've been here before and I'll probably be here again.

"Morgan?" Rain's timber is too loud in the quiet of the morning, so I close my eyes and throw my arm over my face for good measure. I hear him shuffle closer and when he touches me his hands that are always so warm have a slight chill to them, sending goosebumps all over my body. "You have a temperature." He tells me, cupping my face with his hand. I push it away, his touch making me feel like tiny needles are being driven into my skin, instead of feeling comforting. "Water." I rasp out, my voice barely there but he hears me, reaching for something and then placing a straw to my lips. I suck on the cool liquid eagerly, until the container is empty and then slump back into bed, curling my knees to my chest and hiding my face against them.

"Bing, can you get me an appointment with a doctor for a house call?" Rain asks and I'm too exhausted to tell him no. I hear him make arrangements and then sooner than I would have liked to be disturbed I hear two pairs of feet entering the

room.

"How long has she been like this?" The soft voice asks and I'm glad he had some forethought to choose a woman. Or maybe she was the only one available at such short notice. Either way, I'm glad for her.

"She's been in and out of it for two days. Only waking up for mealtimes and then sleeping again. Her fever started this morning." I frown, not remembering having meals. The last thing I remember is curling up with Rain after he made a fuss about me being human and fragile. I guess he wasn't all that wrong. The doctor touches me in various places and positions me so I'm lying on my back.

"Good morning, Miss Cane. Can you please stay like this until I've completed my scan." I nod and close my eyes as she works. I know she's scanning me by the light that passes over my eyes three times and then she's done. "What has she been doing in the days leading up to this." There's a pregnant pause and I realize Rain isn't going to answer her.

"He was in heat." I tell her, forcing my eyes open just in time to see concern settle on her face.

"You helped him through it?" I nod and she shakes her head. "No, this can't be right." She mutters, looking me up and down.

"Is there something wrong?" She sighs and presses two fingers against my neck, keeping them for a minute.

"No, nothing is wrong. That's what I'm concerned about. You have a cold, Miss Cane. Just a cold." She repeats like I'm supposed to know what the hell that means.

"Then give me a shot." I tell her, curling in on myself again, my body starting to become uncomfortable stretched out.

"Certainly. Can you please get my bag?" Rain leaves the room, and the woman looks down at with wide eyes. "the last girl I saw who helped a beast man, specifically a wolf, through heat looked like she was mauled." She whispers and I frown, sitting up, even though my head feels like it's going to explode.

"So, are you saying I should be dead?" She shakes her head.

"I'm saying you should have more than a cold after helping your wolf through heat for a week. You should at least look like you've lost some nutrients but you're fine. Slightly dehydrated but otherwise not a scratch on you." I nod, not sure if I follow along with what she's so concerned about.

"He made sure I was eating during it all. Is there something wrong?" I ask again and she opens her mouth, but Rain comes walking in with her bag in his hand. He hands her the black case, and she takes it from him with a small smile in thanks. It doesn't take her long to administer the shot and then she's acting like our conversation didn't just happen.

"Keep yourself hydrated and fed. You should feel better by tonight." She smiles and then leaves the room. Rain goes to show her out and by the time he's back my headache has improved a lot.

"I made breakfast. I'll bring it to you so you can eat here." He doesn't leave me any room to argue when he turns and walks away but I don't think I even wanted to. When he comes back breakfast consist of a smoothie and granola with yogurt. Probably the simplest thing he's ever given me since he moved in.

"Thank you." He nods, kisses my head and sits next to me with his plate filled with eggs, bacon, sausages and some sort of tomato stew. We eat in silence and when we're done, he helps me take a bath and then curls up with me in bed, where I quickly fall asleep, happy and cared for, the doctors' concerns forgotten.

When I wake up again, I'm still curled up in Rain's arms and he's gently tracing my face with his fingers. I smile, biting his finger as it travels over my lips, and he chuckles.

"Why don't you go take a shower? I made dinner." I frown, only now noticing that the sun has indeed set.

"Yeah, alright." There's no dizziness when I get up, so I rush towards the bathroom and turn on the shower. As I scrub my body clean the conversation with the doctor comes back up and I frown at the uneasiness I saw on her face at my condition, or lack thereof, I guess. I think of everything that has been happening since Rain came into my life and I figure this is the most normal thing ever. I know I'll have a meeting with the sector representatives and the Commander the moment I step into my office on Monday but for now... for now I want to brush my teeth and kiss Rain before I eat the dinner he prepared for us.

If the world wants to go up in flames, it can do so afterwards.