Chapter 349 – Aftermath

Cora

It’s hours, hours later when I finally have a moment to step back and breathe. And when I do, I feel my head spin and stumble back a step or two. Roger is there, instantly, his hand on my back.

“Cora,” he says, pulling me closer to him, tilting up my face so that he can study me. “Are you all right? You’re – ”

“I’m fine,” I mutter, frustrated, trying to push away and get back to work. I have a moment to breathe, but honestly there’s so much more that – needs to be done for these men –

“No,” Roger says, stubborn. “You’re pushing yourself too far – you’re pregnant, Cora -”

“Roger,” I sigh, turning to glare at him in earnest now and putting a hand on his chest. “This cannot be the refrain that I hear for the next nine – or six or however many months, all right? I am not going to stop doing my job-stop healing people – just because I’m pregnant.”

I hear Roger begin to growl in protest but I lock my teeth together, staring up at him, hard. And, slowly, I see him start to relent, to remember the person who he chose as his mate.

“This is my life, Roger,” I whisper, ” my identity. I’m a doctor – I made an oath! I’m going to help them.”

a step

look around the room. “I’ll be careful – I’ll stop before I’m totally exhausted. I won’t

are you to exhaustion now?” he asks, looking me over

but there’s still so much that these men need. Honestly the extent of the burns that they came in with some of them down to

hear Roger ask, and then when I look up at

concentrates and I’m a little sorry as I see that it’s

more connection with the baby when he’s touching me and when he concentrates, but…I do wish it was easier for him. I want him to have the full fatherhood experience, with all of its blessings. And it breaks my heart that my body –

forward to press his lips against my forehead.

I turn to him fully, peering at some of the red skin

murmurs, his voice not much more than a growl. “Much slower than usual. Like whatever that priest did to hurt us like this had its

glimpse of the skin below before I wrap him back

will be all right,” he sighs, I think being brave for me. As Roger puts a sweet, concerned hand on the

looking to the corner of the room where her mate naps

she pulls away from me. “More his pride hurt than anything, and he’s frustrated,” she

“And he burned all of his supplies on his way out, along with us,

kindly to any of the men who are conscious and willing to report what they heard and saw. “He’s sure

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