I still felt tired when I finally woke. The pain had started to recede, and Lorne sat in a chair beside the pellet I was laying on. He was asleep, his chin resting against his chest, causing him to snore with every breath. I should wake him. Let him know I was doing better. Tell him to go get real sleep in his own bed. But, instead, I just kept staring at him.
The logical part of my brain knew what had happened wasn’t his fault. His alpha had ordered him to conduct the exam. He couldn’t have disobeyed the order if he wanted to. And, based on the relationship we had been building, I knew in my heart he hadn’t wanted to. I didn’t even have to think back over the look on his face as he had tried to apologize.
Still, it was his hands that had violated me. I could still feel him doing the exa
