Humans would be at risk, too, if he were allowed to escape. Tegan had become a threat not only to her, but to the entire pack with his insanity and stupidity. Being punished the first time hadn’t worked. Then again when he’d attacked her and kidnapped her from the cabin. First when he’d used stolen drugs and gone after her in the office. Tegan had clearly had two mental breaks close together, and she’d witnessed both. “I want to kill him for what he did to you.
My brother will kill him if I don’t.” He didn’t look away from her. “He ordered me to murder Arlis and his enforcers. Though, we do have a pack therapist, who perhaps could have helped Tegan.” I guess they aren’t going to get him help.” He took you, hurt you, and could have killed you.” Martin is going to stay outside to protect you while I’m gone. “It frightened me when I realized you were taken, Shay.” He reached up and gently stroked her cheek.
I didn’t give you enough to risk it, though, since you’re also human.” “Lycan blood protects that from happening to them. “I figured, since I’ve heard how they make other Vampires.” Too much can change a human and turn them.” Their blood heals injuries, if given in small amounts. “Me too.” She smiled and reached out, taking his hand. And obviously it was traumatic for us both. I’m so grateful that you were out there looking for me. In fact, his blood had totally removed every mark. “I’m all healed.” She showed him her wrists. He slammed the door and returned to the bedroom, sprawling out next to her. She guessed it was an instinctual thing, after what had happened with Tegan. For some reason, Trayis didn’t want anyone near her. She listened as he unlocked the door, snarling at whoever was there that she was fine and not accepting visitors. She opened her mouth but he got out of bed, stomping out of the room. What part of ‘stay away’ don’t they understand?” Someone knocked on the door in the living area and Trayis snarled. She was grateful there wasn’t any bubble wrap in the trailer or Trayis might dress her in it head to toe. If there was ever a doubt, it had been laid to rest. It was also comforting that he cared so much. If forced, she’d admit it felt nice to be taken care of. Then he’d put her to bed and fed her, making her eat every bite. He’d washed her tenderly, slowly, checking over every inch of her skin-which was remarkably healed. Then he’d cleaned her in the shower as if she were an infant. He’d carried her the entire way from the woods to the guest trailer, refusing to let her walk. “I’m fine, Trayis.” Shay felt just a tinge of irritation at this point.
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