The Broken Wolf
Chapter 89

After breakfast, Seth carries me down to see Sofia who checks me out. My temperature and heart rate are both back to normal already and she doesn’t seem to have any concerns at all. Even though she said that I’m completely fine, Seth insisted on carrying me back upstairs.

“I’m feeling much better, really,” I tell him as the elevator closes behind us, starting to move us upstairs. “I think the tea may have actually helped.”

“Maybe I just want you close to me. Is that so bad?” he asks, not giving any indication that my feet will ever touch the floor again.

“I should probably go see Benjamin soon,” I say and he looks down at me.

“They know you had to shift,” he says, meeting my eyes. “I don’t think they feel like they felt before. They know you need time to physically recover.”

I nod and lean my head on his chest. “I’d like to, though. After I take a shower.”

“I’d like to help you with that,” he tells me with a smirk.

The elevator doors open and he steps out, making his way down the hall towards our home.

“What’s that way?” I ask, indicating the other end of the large hall.

“My office is at the end, and yours as well, though it’s not set up. The other rooms can connect to our home should we need more space” he says, walking in and placing me gently on the couch.

I laugh at him. “How could we possibly need more room?”

Seth looks at me with a smile that makes my insides flip. “If I recall, I believe you want quite a few children.”

“Oh,” I say, realizing now that he meant extra bedrooms.

“Oh,” he says back to me. “So you’re going to let me carry you everywhere and let the staff wait on you and take as many naps as you need so you can get stronger and we can start working on that.”

I nod at him, feeling how much he wants to get started on those children. “OK,” I whisper and he smirks at me in response, walking to our room and I can hear the sound of water running.

I stand up and walk into the bedroom, pulling off the long sleeved shirt and yoga pants Seth had helped me put on earlier and look around for a place to put dirty clothes.

“Seth,” I call out and he sticks his head out of the bathroom door. “Where do dirty clothes go?”

“I just leave them in the floor in the closet and the maid gets them,” he says and walks out.

No. That absolutely will not do. I search the closet for anything to put them in and when I come up empty handed, I place them in a pile at the end of the chest. I’ll have to remember to ask Anna for a basket when I see her next.

I walk into the bathroom and replace Seth in the shower already. I walk up, opening the glass door and step in, closing it behind me. There are more showerheads that one person needs, with water shooting out of the wall and from multiple places. He really wasn’t joking when he told me to be careful. Thankfully, nothing seems to be at the level of my face.

“This seems a bit much,” I tell him and she shrugs, completely unbothered by my judgment of his fancy shower.

I look around and replace a shelf that contains my shampoos and such, and some new bottles that I pick up to inspect.

“You mom packed all your stuff, but while they were here she talked to Lily and they got you some new stuff for your curls,” he says when he sees me looking at them. “I’ll be honest, I wasn’t really listening. I was more concerned with you waking up than what you need to wash your hair with.”

I laugh at his honesty and pick up a bottle of shampoo but he quickly removes it from my hand, squeezing some into his and washing my hair for me. It feels so good to finally wash my hair. I know I was asleep for it, but I just felt gross when I woke up and even though Seth helped me in the bath last night, my hair is still just nasty. I can’t help the small m**n that escapes from how good it feels as he massages my scalp for me.

Seth chuckles behind me. “I missed you so much. I’ve missed your skin, and your sweet m***s.”

I blush furiously at his words as he guides me back into a spray of water to rinse my hair, moving in front of me and holding me against him. He pulls my head back upright and I crack my eyes open to see him staring down at me as he reaches up and gently cups my face.

“I was so scared I’d never hold you again. That I’d never get to see you smile again, or that you’d never laugh at me for not being able to do something for myself.” He whispers and I can feel just how scared he really was. “I feel so guilty. You’re mine to protect, and I didn’t. If Benjamin hadn’t shifted and jumped in… I’m not sure I would have won that fight.”

“But he did, and we’re all fine now,” I tell him with a small smile, placing my hand on his forearms. “I think deep down, he really does like you. He was able to shift to protect you.”

Seth shakes his head, rubbing his thumb across my cheek as he smiles at me sweetly. “No, Love. He didn’t do that for me. He did that because you told him about our bond and he knew it would hurt you, too.”

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about everything,” I whisper, afraid to even say it. It makes me feel terrible to admit that I know what he and Lily gave up for me, but that I still feel hurt.

“You don’t have to know, Love,” he tells me, releasing me to grab a bottle of conditioner and working it through my hair. “You’ll figure it out as you go. I think Benjamin finally understands how much you were hurt, and I think he just feels bad about it. There was no good answer, though. He did the best he could.”

I nod, knowing that he’s right. “I think sometimes it just feels overwhelming to try to figure it all out.”

“You don’t have to figure anything out, Love,” he tells me, gently rinsing the conditioner from my hair. “I think you guys are finally in a place where you can just get to know each other.”

“Do you know when they plan to go back?” I ask.

“No,” he says, beginning to wash my body for me. “You’ll have to ask them. He’s doing really well, though.”

I nod as he helps me turn and rinses me off, kissing my ear as he stands behind me.

“I’ve missed this,” I whisper.

“You missed showering with me?” he asks and I shake my head, turning back around and reach up, pulling him down gently and kissing his cheek.

I smile at him, running my hands down his chest slowly. “No. I’ve just missed being with you. Alone with you, doing something… normal,” I tell him as I slowly move my hands down, taking him in one of them.

Seth hisses in pleasure, but quickly places a hand over mine firmly and stops me. “No. You JUST woke up. You just shifted last night. Not yet.”

“I’m OK, really,” I tell him, almost pleading with him. “I think that tea was some kind of magic because I feel better than I did before everything happened. I swear.”

He reaches his free hand up and pushes my wet curls back from my face. “I don’t want to hurt you. You’ve been through so much in such a short time.”

“I’m fine,” I tell him and lift myself on my tiptoes. Thankfully, he lowers his head so our lips meet. I pull back slightly, and whisper, “I promise, I’ll tell you if anything is wrong. Please. I’ve missed you.”

He leans forward and k****s me again, passionately, causing every nerve in my body to wake up. He walks me back, our lips never breaking contact until my back is flush against the wall of the shower as he reaches down and grabs my a*s, lifting me up, still pinning me against the wall.

“I’ve missed this so much, Molly,” he whispers in my ear. “So much.” he catches my lips again, never letting up on the intensity of his k**s as one of his hands moves and cups one of my breasts, teasing me, making me m**n into his mouth.

“Please, Seth,” I say breathlessly as his lips move down to my neck, driving me wild. “I need you.”

He reaches off to the side and the water stops running. I look at him confused and he k****s my cheek, lifting me with both his hands and walking out of the shower.

“I don’t want to chance dropping you,” he says and I can’t help but smile at how sweet he’s being and just nod at him.

He walks out, still carrying me and tosses me on the bed gently, still soaking wet, and he climbs on top of me, capturing my lips with his again. His hands wander, gently caressing every inch of my skin that he can when I feel him hard against my entrance, slowly pushing in.

“You’re OK?” he asks and I smile at him.

“Yes, I’m fine,” I say, trying not to roll my eyes at how cautious he’s being, though I truly do love it. “Keep going,” I whine and he smirks down at me, kissing my forehead as he quickly pushes himself inside.

“You were made for me, Molly,” he whispers in my ear with a m**n before nipping at my ear lobe. “You’re perfect.”

He continues his movements, quickening his pace, causing me to m**n beneath him.

Mate. Mark him.

I bite my l*p, nervous, but I tighten my legs to his sides and try to push him over. Thankfully, he complies with a smile and rolls over, bringing me with him. He takes my hands in his and pushes me back so that I sit up as I attempt to continue his movements, but I feel so shy suddenly and I look away.

“You’re so beautiful, Love,” he tells me. “I just want to see you.”

I look at him, still chewing on my l*p. “I… I want to mark you,” I whisper nervously.

“I’d love that. As long as you have the energy,” he says and cups my face gently. “Don’t exhaust yourself. We have forever for that.”

I nod in understanding, but my heart flutters at the thought of finally being able to mark my mate. I never, ever thought it was something I’d be able to do, but this man is mine.

I rock back and forth, Seth gently guiding me and helping me set the pace. I feel the tension building, building when, finally, everything releases in a moment of pleasure that I hadn’t realized just how much I had missed as I bring my nails down Seth’s firm chest, yelling his name. He continues to hold my h**s, helping me to move as his breathing becomes even quicker and he nods at me and bares his neck to me.

I lean up, trusting Sage to take over as his fingers dig into my h**s almost painfully. I vaguely hear him m**n my name as I feel my wolf fangs move out and I bite down on his neck, his neck that he exposed to me in complete love and trust. I feel his arms tighten around me, holding me close. My fangs sink into his skin and I can feel the taste of his b***d as I release him and lick over the wound to seal it closed.

My fangs retract and I look down, seeing my mark- MY mark- on my mate’s neck. I can’t help it as tears come to my eyes and I sniffle, trying to hold them in, but I fail miserably and sob.

“Hey,” Seth says, concerned. He quickly rolls over and pulls out, looking at me for any sign of an injury. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I say with staggered breath. “I just… I never thought I’d get to mark my mate. I never thought I even had a mate. But I do, and you’re amazing. I’m just so happy.”

“Molly,” he says, kissing me gently.

“You don’t understand,” I whisper, trying to pull my emotions down to some kind of reasonable level. “I just… I had a broken wolf. I didn’t think I would have a mate, or if I did, that he’d reject me. Hell, you would have if it weren’t for not being allowed to…”

“No, I wouldn’t have,” he says and k****s me again. “The second I caught your scent on your dad, Altair took control. There’s no chance I’d have been able to reject you even if I had wanted to. I know I thought I wanted to before but the second I smelled you in person, I knew you were mine.”

“I love you,” I whisper, kissing his cheek.

“I love you.”