The Alpha Wants Everything Book 1 The King's Queen
Chapter 57: Prepare for battle boys!

Kane woke early the next morning with her, lying on her back on his chest. One arm was up by his head while her other still gripped his hand to her chest. Her hair cascaded down his shoulder, his other arm was wrapped around her waist and their legs were tangled together. The doctor had come in later in the evening and applied a low dose fentanyl transdermal patch to her upper arm. He said it would help alleviate the pain she was feeling for the next three days and they would see how she was doing after that. It was safe to assume she wasn’t going to work today, or the rest of the week for that matter, he was ok if she never went back to work, and just created art for the fun of it, for herself. He slid his hand across her waist and she let out a small giggle. He was pretty sure she was sleeping. Her chest was rising and falling with even breaths and she made no signs of moving.

If she giggles in her sleep, I just fell for her even more. Ky’s voice in his head was distant and groggy. Haven’t heard from you in awhile! Those assholes sedated me! I was enjoying the quiet! Fuck you asshole! What did you expect Ky? They couldn’t let you rip through the medical ward trying to get to her! They shouldn’t have taken her! They didn’t know what was wrong! Next time they should ask! You were under like I was, then woke up crazy! They stole her! She needed help! We were helping! You wrecked a medical van! So buy a new one! Those are expensive! You can afford it! You wrecked the entrance! THEY FUCKING SEDATED ME AND STOLE HER! How bout I make her giggle again? Can you? He slid his hand across her waist again causing another giggle. Feel better! Yes! You’re turning soft! Give me Johnny or Damon and I’ll show you how soft I am! Leave them alone! I just want to beat them….with their arms….that may or may not be attached to their bodies! Don’t touch them! Make her giggle again! Leave Johnny and Damon alone! Make her giggle! Ky! Kane! Mutt! Human! Why are you being difficult? I don’t like being contained! I know, I’m sorry they had to do that! Can I scare them? I’ll think about it! I don’t hear giggling! Last time, our baby needs her rest!

He slid his hand across her waist one more time and she giggled, he had to suppress his own laugh at the musical sound, but he didn’t hide his smile. Call her ours! You’re demanding this morning! Call her ours or I’ll eat Johnny! You won’t eat Johnny, you think he’s funny! No, I don’t! I can hear when you laugh! Then I’ll eat Damon! No you won’t, you like Damon! I’ll lick the toilet! That Kane was pretty sure he would do. You like calling her ours as much as I like hearing it! He had a point. She’s ours! Yes she is! He moved his hand one more time across her waist a little more firmer so as to not wake her up, but his hand stilled when he heard her moan. Make her do THAT again! That was an accident! One more time! No! Fine! Ky’s grumbling voice receded into the back of his mind. He held her tighter to him breathing in her scent, he closed his eyes.

It was a couple hours later when he opened them again, she had shifted positions. She was still laying on top of him, but now she had her face buried in his neck. Her arm with the cast was draped over his shoulder, while her other rested on his chest. One leg was resting on his, while her other fell over his hip. He could feel her lips barely touching his skin, and he tried not to think about it. When she shifted slightly and they gently brushed his neck, it sent a surge of electricity through his body and a million sexy little thoughts through his mind. That perfect little mouth of hers could do many things, and driving him wild was one of them. Control yourself! He scolded. She needs rest. Breathe deep and stop being a horny bastard! How’s that going for you? Fuck off Ky! I was just asking a simple question! I liked it better when you were sedated! Maybe you need to be sedated, you wouldn’t be such a horny bastard! Fuck! He could hear Ky howling in his head. She shifted again snuggling in closer to him, her lips pressed against his neck. Maybe he did need to be sedated. He was itching to touch her, to caress her body, he wanted the feel of her lips moving under his. Maybe he’d wake her up. No! Stop that and get a hold of yourself! The eternal struggle he was having was cut short when a knock came to the door. Breathing a deep sigh he has never been so relieved in his life, he has to learn better control. I don’t hear any complaints this time of someone being at the door! Shut up Ky!

He gently slid her off his chest and onto the bed, he wasn’t sure if she was feeling any pain, but he didn’t want to cause any more of it. Last night was rough until the doctor came in, every shift, every move, had her biting back screams, it was horrifying to watch. He knew it hurt to touch her, but she knew he was scared, so she suffered with the pain to relieve his fear. He opened the door to replace the doctor standing there. He looked how Kane felt, like hell had definitely froze over. He stepped aside to let him in.

“She hasn’t woken up yet,” Kane said as he closed the door.

“I don’t expect her to wake up anytime soon. Her body and mind need the rest. The patch I gave her has just enough to manage the pain, not stop it. If her mind can’t register the pain her body feels, then it can’t deal with it, and this will be prolonged.” The doctor explained.

“So she’s feeling just enough pain for her mind to realize somethings wrong?” Kane asked,

“Yes!” Kane just nodded, makes sense, can’t heal what it doesn’t know is broken. He did his examination of her and removed the stitches from the back of her hand like he said he would, and bandaged it up and left extras for Kane to change them throughout the day.

“The others are also here, it’s not a good idea for them to be in the room with her, she needs her rest. I’ll be back later to check on her.” The doctor said, and he left the room. He walked back over to the bed and placed a kiss on her temple.

“I’ll be right back baby” he whispered in her ear, he heard her soft murmured response telling him to hurry back. “I promise” one more kiss and he walked out of the room. He heard a commotion at the end of the hall, and no longer wondered why the doctor said they shouldn’t be back there. So can I? Can you what? Can I scare them? One good reason why! I deserve to have fun too!

“How is he not better yet?” Johnny asked,

“Maybe because he was too close to the center of it?” Damon hazard a guess. Carter seemed to have woken up the next morning being able to hear. Said he had an awful ringing in his ears that was driving him crazy and Damon told him to go home and sleep it off, after he apologized to Brandon for putting him through the coffee table. Marco on the other hand was still not hearing so well. Kenneth said he was only catching bits and pieces of conversations, they were waiting on a doctor to come and take a look at him.

“I’m going to fucking sedate you!” Kenneth hissed at him,

“Whoa! No, non credo proprio. Da quanto tempo mi conosci? Ho tre figli e uno in arrivo. (Whoa! No, I don’t think so. How long have you known me? I have three children and one on the way.)” Marco replied, looking at him in shock.

“I’m going to kill him” Kenneth threw his hands in the air and walked away from Marco.

“Che cazzo e’ il tuo problema? (What the fuck is your problem?)” Marco asked him “È perché ti ho rifiutato? Non fraintendermi, sei un bel ragazzo, ma io non dondolo in quel modo. (Cause I turned you down? Don’t get me wrong you’re a good looking guy, but I don’t swing that way)” Johnny and Damon sat in the chairs in the waiting room, doing their best to control themselves.

“Don’t you fucking laugh Johnny!” Damon said,

“I’m trying, but this is fucking funny” Johnny replied,

“What did you end up doing with Carter last night?” Johnny asked, trying to take his mind off the conversation between Kenneth and Marco.

“Put him in one of the rooms on the third floor. The hard part was explaining to him why he couldn’t go home without laughing,” Damon said. Johnny just nodded grinning.

A low menacing growl sounded behind them, both Johnny and Damon stiffened. They looked at Kenneth who’s eyes were wide as saucers and he just shook his head.

“What do we do?” Damon whispered,

“Nothing, we do nothing,” Johnny whispered back. The growling continued, Johnny tried to hold off the shiver that was threatening to rip through him. He could hear Diego whimpering in his head. Damon’s breathing increased and he tried not to shift in his chair too much, but he was about ready to bolt, Ky was going to tear him to pieces and he wasn’t about to make it easy for him. As if sensing what he was going to do a hand clamped down on each of their shoulders and slowly started squeezing tighter and tighter. The growling intensified and Johnny could no longer control his body from shaking. Both their hearts were beating loud and wild.

“We’re gonna die!” Damon said,

“Encouraging Damon!” Johnny snapped,

“He’s gonna rip us apart piece by piece, I knew he wasn’t the forgiving type” Damon was trying to control his fear, but the last time he was this close to Ky, he got his ass kicked and his arm broke.

“Not helping Damon!” Johnny groaned, biting back the increasing pain he was feeling in his shoulder. When the grip on their shoulders loosened they both swallowed hard waiting for what came next. One final barking growl had them ducking their heads, then they heard him laughing.

“Relax boys! Ky just wanted to scare you” Kane said, patting their shoulders.

“You asshole! I just about swallowed my heart” Johnny yelled at him, trying to get his heart rate to calm down. Kane just laughed as he sat down across from them.

“You should be thanking me…” Kane began still smiling.

’Thank you! Thank you! I was saying my goodbyes to Lacey” Johnny interrupted him,

“I talked him out of eating you” Kane finished what he started saying, his eyes flashed azure blue.

“Thank you!” Damon said, looking at Kane. Johnny gave him a traitorous look. “I didn’t want to be eaten”

“Where’s Carter?” Kane asked,

“Sent him home, the ringing in his ears was driving him crazy, but he can hear.” Damon said. Probably for the best, Kane mused rubbing his chin.

“What’s going on with them?” Kane asked, pointing at Marco and Kenneth.

“Marco is still having problems hearing, and I’m pretty sure Kenneth is gonna kill him,” Johnny said, getting his breathing under control.

“It’s like watching an Italian soap opera,” Damon grinned.

“Qual è il tuo problema? Qualcosa ti morde il culo? (What the fuck is your problem? Something bite your ass?)” Marco yelled at Kenneth,

“You little shit!” Kenneth growled back,

“Sedersi! Sembro un cane? Ti siedi (Sit! I look like a dog? You sit)” Marco fired back, he looked utterly insulted by whatever he thought Kenneth had said to him.

“If you weren’t already broken, I’d smack the fuck outta you” Kenneth threatened,

“Anatra? (Duck?)” Marco looked at him confused. Kane raised his eyebrows.

“Yeah, he’s only hearing parts of conversations. Jackie says she doesn’t want him back till he’s fixed.” Damon said,

“It’s pretty entertaining,” Johnny added,

“Where the hell is that doctor to fix your ears?” Kenneth complained,

“Sì, beers,” Marco perked up at that. Damon cracked first.

“Shut up Damon!” Johnny said, biting back his own laugh.

“Aw, come on, it’s not his fault, give him a break. He was at the center of it all.” Damon said,

“Then you deal with him!” Kenneth snapped,

“Non conosciamo un Tim! (We don’t know a Tim!)” Marco looked at Kenneth, who just covered his face.

“I am so done!” Kenneth said, shaking his head.

“No, amico, non sei stupido. Metto in dubbio le tue scelte, ma non sei stupido. (No, man, you are not stupid. I question your choices, but you are not stupid.)” Even Kane cracked up at that one.

Kenneth stormed off down the hall to replace a doctor, before he killed Marco.

“Dove stai andando? (Where are you going?) Some….thing….I say?” Marco looked at them, utterly confused by Kenneth’s behaviour.

“No, you’re good!” Damon yelled, Kane just looked at him.

“What? It’s entertaining!” Johnny just laughed, nodding his head in agreement.

“I think until his hearing comes back, you can watch Marco,” Kane said, looking at Damon.

“What? Why me?” Damon threw his hands up.

“Because it’s entertaining,” Kane responded, laughing at him.

“You can help him practise his English” Johnny said laughing at the expression on Damon’s face.

“How’s she doing?” Johnny asked, changing the subject.

“She’s resting, she was in a tremendous amount of pain yesterday, and it was a tough night,” Kane replied,

“She never said anything” Johnny looked at him concerned.

“She didn’t want to worry anyone,” Damon cursed under his breath.

“Why is she in pain? The doctor said she was fine, even had a mental breakdown over it.” Damon asked,

“He thinks she’s feeling every past injury she has ever received, and there’s a lot of them.” Kane answered. Damon and Johnny just looked at each other.

“The doctor gave her a low dose patch to manage the pain, he wants her to still feel it so her mind can register that something is wrong and fix it.” He went on.

“How much more does she have to go through? Hasn’t she been through enough?” Johnny asked, running his hands through his hair.

“I don’t know, but I am done sitting on the sidelines. This White and Shane or Magnus or whoever the fuck he is declared war. I want them found and I want them ripped limb from fucking limb while their still breathing, and anyone else that gets in the fucking way.” Kane’s eyes shone azure blue. “Prepare for battle boys, this ends in bloodshed.” The growl that ripped from his core called forth both Damon’s and Johnny’s wolves.

“Yes Alpha” they said in unison and bowed their heads. Without saying another word Kane stood up and walked back down the hall towards her room, he’s been away long enough. It was only when he disappeared into her room, did their eyes change back.

“That was slightly uncomfortable” Damon shook his head, he’s never had Titan called out like that.

“Welcome to being the third in command, first time he did that to me, Diego was on edge for a week” Johnny commented,

“Didn’t know Alpha’s could do that!” Damon said,

“Only the strong one’s can!” Johnny replied. Kenneth came back around the corner with a doctor and pointed at Marco.

“Fix him, before I kill him” He demanded, then he went and took a seat by Damon and Johnny.

“Are we preparing for war?” Kenneth asked them. They both looked at him. “Chaz felt the call and judging by the look on Marco’s face so did Alejandro” he added when he saw their faces.

“Ky is calling his soldiers,” Johnny said. Damon’s phone rang, interrupting them.

“Yeah?”

“Carter what’s wrong?” Concern laced Damon’s voice.

“What about Brandon?” Kenneth and Johnny looked at each other then back at Damon.

“Meet us in Kane’s office” Damon disconnected the call,

“We gotta go boys, Ky isn’t calling his soldiers” Damon said getting up.

“What do you mean?” Kenneth asked,

“Carter said Milo’s agitated and with the ringing in his ears he doesn’t know what to do. Brandon’s looking at him like he’s crazy, and said he didn’t feel anything.” Damon explained. They looked around the medical ward at the others walking around, none of them showed any signs of being called by their Alpha.

“Then why did he call us?” Johnny asked,

“He’s calling her family,” Kenneth answered,

“You both go ahead I’ll wait for Marco” Damon replied.

When Kane walked back into her room, she was curled into a ball and he could hear small whimpers coming from her. Her face was fixed in a grimace as she fought to ride out the wave of pain that was washing over her. The doctor told him to expect this, they would come in waves. The theory was her mind would register what was wrong and correct it and they would come less and less. But when one hit, she would have to ride it out. He rushed to her side and held her hand.

“Just breathe baby, just breathe” he pressed his lips to her head, she gripped his hand tight as her body shook from the pain.

“I know baby, I know. I’m right here” and he started to count, it gave her something else to focus on then the pain. The highest he got so far was 346, and he hoped he never got any higher than that. When the pain subsided, he would write down the time it started and the count he got to, maybe they could keep track of it, see if the pain was easing up, he had to do something, he felt helpless watching her go through this. It’s not fair! I know Ky! Why her? I don’t know! Is it our fault? I don’t know! Is this punishment for being too strong? I don’t know! I’ll be weak, if it means she doesn’t have to go through this anymore! She needs us to be strong right now, our strength gives her strength! I’ll be a kitten! Ky she needs us! His eyes flashed blue as he continued to count.

“Just breathe baby 164, just breathe 165. I got you 166, let it out baby 167, I got you 168” she squeezed his hand tighter, her whimpers getting louder.

“177, 178, 179, 180, 181, 182, 183” the tears flowed down his cheeks as he kept counting, the numbers getting higher and higher.

“223, 224, 225, 226, 227, 228” She let out a soft gasp then all fell silent and her body went limp, as she passed out from the pain. He listened to her breathing, not letting go of her hand, burying his face in her hair.

“I’m so sorry baby, I’m so sorry” he whispered, he wrote down the time and the number he got to, then he gently crawled into the bed beside her, he placed his arm over her and moved closer to her. Please stop this, please make it stop. She’s been through enough, please don’t make her go through anymore! He didn’t know if anything was listening to him, he could only hope there was and it would hear him.

When Johnny and Kenneth got to the office they found Carter sitting in one of the corners with his hands covering his ears. Between the snarls and the whimpers they weren’t sure what was going on with him. Damon said Milo was agitated after the call of his Alpha and the ringing in his ears was making it worse.

“Do we go in?” Kenneth asked as they both stood in the doorway.

“Damon said Carter was the one that ripped the door off radiology, and he was fine then, if you wanna go in, knock yourself out.” Johnny was good with waiting in the doorway for Damon to show up.

“I think I’m good here,” Kenneth nodded his head.

“Carter….Carter….CARTER!!” Johnny yelled to get his attention. Carter’s head snapped in Johnny’s direction and Milo’s ice blue eyes stared at him.

“I can’t make him stop, he won’t stop” Carter whimpered, followed by a deep low angry growl. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” they could hear him telling Milo to stop growling at the ranks, but Milo wasn’t listening, and the growls kept coming.

“Goddess, if this is what Marco is going to go through I think I will sedate him” Kenneth said,

“Damon better get here quick before he loses control” Johnny said,

“Keep your panties on boys I’m here” Damon said coming down the hall, with Marco in tow. Another low growl escaped from Carter.

“Sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” He pulled a tranq gun and handed it to Johnny.

“If he comes at me, shoot him,” Johnny just nodded. Taking a deep breath Damon entered the room.

“Hey buddy, rough time huh?” Damon spoke calmly.

“Damon! I can’t make him stop, I can’t make him stop. And Brandon’s terrified that I’m gonna put him through another coffee table. What if I do? He’ll never forgive me!” Carter dug at his ears.

“Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy. You’re not going to hurt Brandon.” Damon moved towards him, Milo released a growl the closer Damon got.

“Milo….Milo….MILO!!” Damon roared, Milo snapped his eyes in Damon’s direction, his lips curled back, to release another growl.

“Stand down! We don’t need you yet!” Milo started to growl again “NO!” Damon cut him off “Not yet!” Carter’s eyes turned back to their original dark blue. One problem down, one to go. Again moving slowly towards Carter until he reached him.

“Alright buddy, let’s get you off the floor” Damon helped Carter to his feet, then jabbed him in the shoulder with a syringe, pressing the plunger. Carter looked confused, he pushed himself away from Damon, as the room started getting hazy and he became unstable on his legs.

“Wha….wha….di….yo….d?” Carter slurred his words and stumbled when he went to move.

“It’s ok brother, you’re just gonna take a nap, then you’ll be fine” Carter nodded, his legs starting to buckle underneath him. Damon caught him before he hit the ground. It was for his own good, but Damon hated doing it.

“Se ciò accade a me, sedami! (If that happens to me, sedate me!)” Marco said as they watched the scene unfold.

Damon put Carter back in the room he was in the night before. Lydia said she would watch him, she asked a million questions about Dax, and told him Rosie was feeling anxious about something. He told her not to worry about it right now and he would fill her in when he could. He gave her the tranq gun and told her not to be afraid to use it, if he appears to be agitated in any way. Better safe than sorry! He also sent Marco to get the book he retrieved from the library and his computer, they needed to get into that laptop.

“How does he do that?” Kenneth asked,

“Do what?” Johnny asked as they waited for Damon and Marco to return.

“Get them to cooperate like that. I had Marco all night, and I was ready to kill the little asshole. Damon just snaps his fingers and he’s off doing what he’s asked to do” Kenneth replied shaking his head.

“Because he’s Damon” Johnny laughed, with a shrug.

“You have no idea!” Kenneth said,

“Not a fucking clue!” Johnny agreed,

“Him and Carter have been tight since we were kids. Damon taught Carter to fight, and if Carter couldn’t Damon would do it for him. Carter looks up to Damon, and Damon views Carter as a brother. Family is something Damon holds in high regard. How he did it with Marco, no clue!” Johnny added,

“It’s simple. Marco has problems hearing, Alejandro doesn’t at least not today. I talk to Titan, he talks to Alejandro who relays the message to Marco.” Damon said as they walked back in the room.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Kenneth looked at him wide eyed.

“Nope!” Damon looked at Marco, who scrunched his face.

“Vaffanculo, Damon! Not….fat!” Marco growled at him lifting his shirt to show his flat stomach.

“Don’t get me wrong, he’s still a belligerent little asshole, just a more cooperative one.” Damon grinned. They set about their tasks of getting into the locked boxes, the laptop and reading what the book said about the third trial.

I’m so sorry little one, this was not supposed to be done. This was not my design. She heard the voice echoing all around her. It was soft and soothing, calming her, quieting her heart. You were never meant to feel this kind of pain, this was not supposed to be your life. Pain still flooded through her, she could feel her body trembling trying to fight against it, but wave after wave hit her. Just breathe little one, just breathe it will be over soon. She took deep breaths, willing the pain to leave her, hoping it would disappear and this would be the last time. Lean on him, he’s right there, use his strength to keep going, you’re almost done now. She felt Kane around her, felt his warmth, his strength. She leaned against him, letting him hold her. Feeling the pain seep from her body, feeling herself growing stronger, this better be it, she’s not sure how much more she can take. When you open your eyes there will be no more pain, that was not the life you were meant to have. It was not my design, but soon you will have a new life and that one will become the past. Just breathe and open your eyes.

Kane wasn’t sure how long they slept for, but he was woken up by something poking him. He threw his arm over his face trying to ignore it, but it was persistent, he groaned.

“Why are you poking me?” He croaked out.

“I’m hungry” his breath caught in his throat, he felt her weight shift as she straddled his waist, slowly lowering his arm from his face when he saw Dax sitting there his eyes lit up.

“Can we go back to our room now? We could use a shower. And can we go to Glenda’s and get pancakes? I don’t want to go back to that other diner, it was dingy and gross and the waitress looked like she wanted to eat me. I would barely be a snack.” She looked down at him. He bolted upright, knocking her backwards, causing her to squeak and wince at the sudden movement. He gathered her back in his arms and held her tight to his chest burying his face in her neck.

“I’m sorry baby! Are you ok? Do you feel any pain? Do I need to get the doctor? You remember the diner? Do you remember anything else?” Kane asked question after question until she covered his mouth with her hand. He just stared at her wide eyed, he couldn’t believe it, a while ago she was curled in a ball whimpering in pain and now she wants pancakes.

“I’m stiff, no big pain, just a little sore in my back, face, and hands, so throwing me around the bed is not a good idea. Yes I need the doctor so I can ask if we can leave, I do remember the diner, and the warehouse, and my phone has pictures of all the medicine I found in the cabinet. And I’m hungry, really hungry, and this thing is itchy, can it come off?” She said pointing to the patch on her arm. She removed her hand from his mouth, when he tried to speak.

“Did you poke me awake?” He asked furrowing his brows at her.

“Yes! I tried shaking you, but you tried to crush me.” She smiled burying her face in his chest.

“I would have preferred how you woke me up the last time” he grumbled.

“I thought about it, but I’m still connected to all the monitors and that would have caused them to go bonkers and give the doctor a heart attack, I didn’t think that would be a good idea.” She giggled. He hit the call button on the side of the bed. He didn’t want to let her go, his beautiful little mouse wasn’t in pain and he could hold her.

It didn’t take long for the doctor to show up, when he walked into the room, so many looks crossed his face from shock to relief to embarrassment as he saw her sitting on Kane’s waist with his arms around her.

“Sorry” he immediately turned around. Kane grinned as he plucked her off his lap and placed her on the bed so the doctor could take a look at her.

“You can turn around now” He claimed, still grinning.

“Sorry Alpha” he said again as he turned around, before he could say anything else.

“I’m a little stiff and sore in my back, face and hands, my left eye is still blurry. No big pain though, this things itchy as fuck, can it come off please? I have full memory of yesterday. I’m really really hungry and would like pancakes, can I leave now? It’s not that I don’t appreciate everything you’ve done, but I have seen the medical ward more than I have seen our room and I really don’t want to spend another night here, and I’m sure you’re tired of seeing me as well.” She said all in one breath.

The doctor opened his mouth then closed it again, she pretty much answered any question he was going to ask. He looked at Kane, who’s grin just got bigger.

“I promise if the pain comes back, I’ll come back, he’ll make me.” She added in hopes that would make him say yes.

“Ok, good to hear you’re not feeling big pain, but that could be because of the patch. I would rather you leave it on till Friday, but I have a feeling you’ll take it off anyway, so I will remove it and prescribe you some pain medication to take just in case. I don’t see any reason why you can’t have pancakes, and as long as you come straight back here if there’s any problems you can leave. But first I want to do a quick exam.” She nodded her head and gave him a big smile, but winced a little when a shot of pain spread through her cheek.

He did an exam, said she was good to go and that he would see her tomorrow unless she needed to come back for any reason and reminded her that Friday was going to be a long appointment and to eat first.

“Why do I think he’s going to be reminding me of that for the rest of the week?” She asked after the doctor left the room.

“Because no one wants to deal with a hungry feisty pants.” Kane reminded her.

“Maybe you shouldn’t make fun of a hungry feisty pants, that could prove to be detrimental to your general well being” she advised. He chuckled and circled her waist from behind, kissing the back of her neck.

“I need a shower!” She stated, feeling his teeth graze her neck. She could feel her face flushing, if he kept it up the tips of her ears would be a deep red.

“I know, I’m looking forward to it” he murmured in her ear.

“Who said you’re invited?” She asked, his hand slid down her right arm lifting up her casted hand.

“I can manage without you” she said, taking her arm out of his hand.

“Then I’ll stand outside the bathroom door and do this” he released a low sensual growl in her ear sending a shiver up her back, a gasp escaped her lips, pleased with how her body responded to him, a smile spread across his face. “Then what will you do?” He asked, nuzzling her ear.

“Do you really want to know?” She replied, pushing her backside into him. His hand tightened on her waist holding her closer, she could feel him beneath his jeans pressing into her.

“Why would you want to take care of yourself when I would be more than happy to do it for you?” His hand slid down the outside of her thigh and slowly back up the inside of it, she couldn’t help the moan that slipped past her lips. Turning her around he claimed her mouth, she moved with his, as his hands continued to blaze trails up and down her body. His way of showing her why she should let him shower with her. Lifting her to his waist he pressed into her harder.

“Ok, you’re invited” she breathed out when they broke the kiss.

“Thank you!” And he kissed her again.

“She’s been discharged and we’re heading back to our room. DO NOT under any circumstances bother me! Unless you’re dying, and even then.” Kane spoke to Johnny through the link. He did not want to be interrupted. Before Johnny could reply he cut the link and they headed back to their room.

They weren’t in the room for 5 seconds before his mouth was on hers. Quickly undoing the buttons of her shirt, he slipped it from her shoulders to the floor. His hands travelled her body to her waist, he unfastened her pants, pushing them down her legs, the need to touch her, caress her was overwhelming, he moved them towards the bed. Lifting her up, he gently placed her on top of it. His lips left hers long enough to push his jeans down after she undid them.

“I thought we were showering” she asked, as his mouth claimed hers again.

“Later” he replied, against her lips. Moving further up the bed, he laid her on her back, he kissed down her jaw to her neck. His teeth would graze her skin as he continued his trail lower down to her chest. He nipped and kissed his way to the top of her breasts, unhooking her bra, she moaned and arched when she felt his tongue swirl around her nipple, over and over, he gave it a gentle nip, then moved to the other one repeating everything he did.

His hand slid down her stomach and under the fabric of her panties. Moving in slow circles, building her, causing the fire inside of her to burn brighter and hotter. The smell of her, encouraged him to move lower and lower, she was ready for him, but he didn’t want to stop. He followed the trail of spots he made the last time from her belly button to her center, making them darker as he went. She whimpered and moaned the lower he moved, when he reached the top of her panties he removed his hand to pull them down. His tongue replaced his fingers swirling around her. Her moans became louder the more he worked his tongue. He slipped two fingers inside of her, moving slowly at first, but increased the speed as he went. She arched and bit her lip trying to bite back the screams of pleasure she was feeling. Unable to hold off anymore he kissed back up her body marking a new trail as he went, he pressed his lips hard to hers as he thrust deep inside of her. He again moved slowly at first, but picked up speed as he went. He matched her moan for moan. Pushing as deep as he could with each thrust, feeling her tightening around him, her body shook as wave after wave rocked into her. He could feel himself at the breaking point, a little faster, a little harder, until she arched and clenched tightly, sweeping them both away into ecstasy, she shivered under him, as he shook with his release above her.

Resting on his elbows, he kept her under him. He was placing gentle kisses along her jaw.

“Are you going to get off me?” She asked, he could hear the laughter in her voice.

“No!” He replied as he kissed down her neck.

“Why?” She trailed her fingers up his sides to his shoulder blades.

“I’m deciding something” moving over her throat to the other side of her neck.

“What are you deciding?” Sliding her fingers up the back of his neck she threaded them through his hair, then back down his neck.

“If round two should be in the bed and round three in the shower, or if round two and three should be in the bed and round four in the shower.” He moved down from her neck to kiss along her collar bone.

“What about pancakes?” She asked. Smiling against her skin.

“I haven’t forgotten, maybe not Glenda’s today though. I couldn’t touch you without causing you pain for over 12 hours, and now I can. Now all I want to do is touch you and I don’t think Glenda will like me doing that in her diner.” Her giggle was cut short by a moan when he kissed her mark.

“Horny mountain wolf!” She gasped out when he kissed her mark again harder this time. Feeling him growing hard inside of her, he kept kissing her mark over and over.

“If you weren’t so damn sexy all the time, I wouldn’t be so damn horny all the time” using his teeth he grazed up and down her neck, making sure he came in contact with her mark each time he passed it.

“Good thing I like Margie’s pancakes as well then” his kiss was hard and demanding, both ready to go again, they started round two.

Round three happened on the desk in his room on the way to the shower. They were now sitting on the couch eating pancakes after round four in the shower. Kane had sent the photos of the medication to Johnny to see what he could come up with telling him he would be down after he fed her. Johnny had informed him that they got one of the boxes open and didn’t replace much, just general documents in it, birth certificate, passport, a lot of cash and an old family photo. He said it looked like it was some sort of family celebration. The second box was giving them a bit of trouble. Marco was working on getting into the laptop, Damon was going through the book Marco stole but was having difficulties with it and Kenneth was trying to figure out the photos Dax took, he said it was someone’s face but they couldn’t figure out who’s.

“I need to go to the warehouse tomorrow” Dax said as she took a bite of pancake.

“Ok, we’ll talk to the doctor and see what he says about you going to work tomorrow.” He didn’t think it was a good idea after everything that happened.

“No, no, not to work, I just need to pick a few things up.” She shook her head at him. He looked at her quizzically.

“I want to finish the picture you commissioned, I’m almost done, and I want to grab some….all of my other sketchbooks, and maybe a few other things.” She replied, she didn’t want to be at the warehouse, even with Carter there. It was big and ominous and there was a crazy obsessed person after her. She wanted to be where safety was, she wanted to be where Kane was.

“Ok, we’ll go for breakfast at Glenda’s then head to the warehouse.” He hid his smile behind his hand, guess he better get moving on creating her an art studio, if she’s going to create art for them, she’ll need a place to work. Part of him knew he shouldn’t be making plans, considering their future hung in the air, but he wanted it all. He wanted their happily ever after, not the end. She deserved it, he wanted it for her, her life was a nightmare, she deserved a fucking fairy tale, and fate be damned his queen was getting one.

A quick stop into the kitchen to clean their dishes and to get a cookie from Margie they headed to the office. He asked if she wanted to see what Lacey was doing today so they could hang out, but when she called, Lacey said she was busy for the day. He also tried to convince her to have a nap, but she wasn’t listening, using the argument that if some crazy pants is after her, then she wants to know everything. Though he couldn’t argue with that, he couldn’t help but think there was something more to it. He felt the wave of panic she experienced wash through him at the mere thought of being alone in the room.