Safe With Him

New Beginnings

Ryley POV

Just as tension started to heat up, Sean ushered me back to bed like a child. I'm not entirely sure why everyone fears this man. I guess I'll have to wait and see... I will say I indeed see why these musty she-wolves keep skull f*cking him like a fat kid in a candy store.

His tall, muscular frame, a face that's the right mix of chiseled and round, and jet black hair. He clearly has tattoos that run down both sleeves, but I wonder if there are any more under his black T-shirt and jeans? No. I need to stop. I don't even know if I can stay...

Just as he was helping me back into bed, the pack healer walked in whistling a tune that I had heard before... Where have I heard that before?

"Oh great, you're awake! See Alpha, I told you it was children's play. With a wound like that, she should have been knocked on her ass for days, not hours!"

"I agree. She must have one strong wolf. By the way, what is your wolf's name? For some reason, Devin can't talk to her..."

"Jenny"

"Well, your vitals look great, and your wound is healing faster than expected. At this rate, I think you'll be ready to go home by the time I finish your paperwork. Do you need anything before I head back to my station?"

I then realized I was just wearing a hospital gown. How embarrassing to be standing in the doorway with Sean, nothing on but a sheet sewn up.

"Some clothes that don't show my bare ass to the world would be nice..."

"Absolutely! You look like you are a small, maybe a small medium. I'll see what I can find."

'Thank you, Phren." Sean said, nodding her way, eyes glazed over as he mind-linked with someone I could only assume was her. Who else could he possibly have to boss around right now?

Sean's POV

Mind-linking Clyde was usually a task for the books. If he wasn't banging his ol' lady, he was either stuffing his face or training. Luckily, he was "up and running", as he called it.

"Is her wardrobe full yet? We are about to head to the packhouse. Something isn't right here... She's healing like an Alpha."

"Yeah... That is strange. But, yes, it is almost full. I didn't have time to do a full shopping spree, nor did Carrissa, for that matter."

"Make sure to put comfortable clothing in there. I want her to feel at home."

"Sure thing, boss man!"

And with that, Phren walked in far sooner than expected, carrying what I can only describe as thin sheets sewn together to make a shirt and shorts... I thought my temper was going to explode.

"And who do you think will be wearing THAT?"

"I'm sorry, Alpha, this is all we have in her size!"

"Absolutely not! I'd rather wrap her in a blanket and carry her ass there than let my MATE be seen looking like a wh*re!"

Just as fast as Phren walked in, she scurried out, coming back seconds later with a big, thick blanket. "Sure thing. Here you go." Phren is, by chance, my sister, who absolutely knows how to push my buttons beyond the point of no return. Meanwhile, Ryley is sitting there staring at us with her eyes that damn near bulged out of their sockets.

"Umm, can I do both? I'd prefer not to be butt naked under a blanket thank you!"

"Sure. Do you need help? I don't want you moving too much."

As I was ushered out of the room in my own damn pack, a thought hit me. What the hell am I going to do with her?? Where is she going to sleep? Surely not with me! I cannot be the most feared alpha and a love-sick puppy all in the same day; it's just not a thing.

"CLYDE! Have you set a room up for her yet?"

"Umm... I put everything in your suite..."

"Goddess. Move it to the suite next to mine NOW!"

"You got it, boss man."

It's going to be hell smelling her to the point I can taste it, and not having her there with me. My mind and body are saying completely opposite things. My mind knows I need to be careful with how things played out during her arrival. But my body wants her. Wants to hear her, wants to feel her in every way possible. Maybe I can... No. If it happens, it happens. I'm not going to push for something that she may not even want.

The door opens, and there Ryley is, in all of her goddess-given beauty, wrapped in a thick blanket I would love nothing more than to wrap us both up in.

I need to stop. I need to regain control.

"You ready, sleeping beauty?

"As ready as I will ever be," Ryley said through a yawn. "Can I have something to eat soon? I haven't eaten in a while." Her eyes went wide again, "OH MY GODDESS I REMEMBER!"