Blood Rites
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Well Ill be, thats the most I have ever heard you say, Sally said in honest astonishment. Wow, you were like, explaining yourself to me and stuff. Jen would be so proud of you. Decebel visibly tensed at the mention of Jen. You know, I think she thinks youre like the chocolate bunnies they sell at Easter, you know all yummy on the outside but hollow on the inside. Now Sally was pulling a Jen, her brain, mouth valve just would not seem to close.
She compares me to a bunny? Decebel asked incredulously.
Not in so many words. You have to understand, Jen likes guys. Well, she likes hot guys. Sally noticed there was that slight tensing in his features again, but this time it was the mention of Jen and guys that seemed to bring it on. Im going to have to do some sleuthing, she told herself. But she doesnt date much because, despite her rough edges, shes really smart and she gets bored easy. So if the outside package is interesting but the inside is crap, shes just content to ogle the package from a distance.
Before Decebel could consider her words or respond, the operating door swung open. Decebel turned abruptly, standing directly in front of a balding, middle aged man with beady eyes and a severe chin. His eyes suddenly widened when he looked up at Decebel, who realized his wolf must be looking out through his eyes because the doctors jaw dropped open. Sally stepped up in front of Decebel and put on her sweetest smile. She looked at the doctors name badge before speaking. Doctor Thomas, how is Jen doing? Sally couldnt help the slight waver in her voice. Fear of the unknown was sometimes worse than reality.
Dr. Thomas looked at Decebel and then back at Sally. He seemed to be trying to make a decision. Does Jen have any family here? Parents, aunts, uncles?
Im her betrothed, Decebel spoke up.
Sally nearly broke her neck when she whipped around to look at him, her jaw nearly hitting the floor. Decebel glared at her, daring her to contradict him. She didnt. Sally simply turned back around to the physician, skepticism written across his face.
Decebel is from Romania. They do things differently there and their marriage has been planned for a long time, if you get my drift. Sally was scrambling for some sort of reason that would justify this 20 something looking mountain being engaged to a 17 year old. Honestly, what the hell was he thinking?
An arranged marriage? Dr. Thomas still didnt sound convinced.
Yes well, things are different in other countries. But you see, Jen will be turning 18 in just a few weeks and that is why Decebel is here now, because
Before Sally could continue to dig her deep, dark grave Decebel stepped in. You will tell me how she is. Sally glared at him and he reluctantly added, Please.
Sally decided Dr. Thomasjust wanted to be done with them because he finally relinquished. Your friend is not conscious yet and I have no way of knowing when she will become so. It is actually a blessing for her to not be awake to experience the healing process of burns. She has suffered burns over 70% of her body. Sally couldnt help the squeak that emitted from her throat, she felt her knees go weak and might have hit the floor had Decebels hand not steadied her. Most of the burns are on her left side and her back. There was quite a bit of glass and small bits of metal imbedded in her back and arms that we had to remove one at a time, that is what took the longest. She will need to be transferred to our burn unit where she will have daily debridement. Im not going to sugarcoat it, she is in for a long, painful road to recovery.
What about scarring? Decebel asked. Sally realized she should have been the one asking the questions since Jen was like a sister to her, but she couldnt seem to get her mouth to work.
It will be extensive. What? Will she no longer meet your desire for a mail order bride? Dr. Thomas said in obvious disdain for the idea of Decebel and Jens impending marriage, which was fake of course.
Sally felt like cold water had been splashed on her face at the doctors comment. She felt anger like waves rolling off of Decebel. Damn temperamental werewolves. She reached up and placed a hand on his arm, a gesture she hoped would convey her desire for him to bring it down a notch.
Ok, well, thank you Dr. Thomas. Can we follow them as they transport Jen to the burn unit? Sally asked, her arm still on Decebel in silent warning.
That will be fine. The nurses will notify me as soon as her parents arrive and I will be going over her treatment with them. Dr. Thomas gave Decebel one last sharp look, for good measure Sally assumed, but when Decebel narrowed those yellow eyes on the doctor he abruptly turned around and, with hurried steps, walked away.
They brought Jen out on a gurney shortly after the doctors nervous departure. After the little display Decebel had put on, Sally was surprised when he gave her only a passing glance. Decebel looked away quickly and turned to look Sally in the eye. I am going to go let Vasile know what is going on with Jen. You will go with her, I will send Alina to come up with you.
Ok, can we pause this little sitcom for just a second because just a moment ago you were all, this is my betrothed, blah blah blah, and now you are just leaving her in my care? I dont get it, Sally told him.
You dont have to get it, Decebel almost growled at her.
Just one, all I want is one blasted wolf who isnt a bossy, grumpy hair ass butt head, Sally muttered to the ceiling as she turned to follow the gurney. Is that too freaking much to ask.
She compares me to a bunny? Decebel asked incredulously.
Not in so many words. You have to understand, Jen likes guys. Well, she likes hot guys. Sally noticed there was that slight tensing in his features again, but this time it was the mention of Jen and guys that seemed to bring it on. Im going to have to do some sleuthing, she told herself. But she doesnt date much because, despite her rough edges, shes really smart and she gets bored easy. So if the outside package is interesting but the inside is crap, shes just content to ogle the package from a distance.
Before Decebel could consider her words or respond, the operating door swung open. Decebel turned abruptly, standing directly in front of a balding, middle aged man with beady eyes and a severe chin. His eyes suddenly widened when he looked up at Decebel, who realized his wolf must be looking out through his eyes because the doctors jaw dropped open. Sally stepped up in front of Decebel and put on her sweetest smile. She looked at the doctors name badge before speaking. Doctor Thomas, how is Jen doing? Sally couldnt help the slight waver in her voice. Fear of the unknown was sometimes worse than reality.
Dr. Thomas looked at Decebel and then back at Sally. He seemed to be trying to make a decision. Does Jen have any family here? Parents, aunts, uncles?
Im her betrothed, Decebel spoke up.
Sally nearly broke her neck when she whipped around to look at him, her jaw nearly hitting the floor. Decebel glared at her, daring her to contradict him. She didnt. Sally simply turned back around to the physician, skepticism written across his face.
Decebel is from Romania. They do things differently there and their marriage has been planned for a long time, if you get my drift. Sally was scrambling for some sort of reason that would justify this 20 something looking mountain being engaged to a 17 year old. Honestly, what the hell was he thinking?
An arranged marriage? Dr. Thomas still didnt sound convinced.
Yes well, things are different in other countries. But you see, Jen will be turning 18 in just a few weeks and that is why Decebel is here now, because
Before Sally could continue to dig her deep, dark grave Decebel stepped in. You will tell me how she is. Sally glared at him and he reluctantly added, Please.
Sally decided Dr. Thomasjust wanted to be done with them because he finally relinquished. Your friend is not conscious yet and I have no way of knowing when she will become so. It is actually a blessing for her to not be awake to experience the healing process of burns. She has suffered burns over 70% of her body. Sally couldnt help the squeak that emitted from her throat, she felt her knees go weak and might have hit the floor had Decebels hand not steadied her. Most of the burns are on her left side and her back. There was quite a bit of glass and small bits of metal imbedded in her back and arms that we had to remove one at a time, that is what took the longest. She will need to be transferred to our burn unit where she will have daily debridement. Im not going to sugarcoat it, she is in for a long, painful road to recovery.
What about scarring? Decebel asked. Sally realized she should have been the one asking the questions since Jen was like a sister to her, but she couldnt seem to get her mouth to work.
It will be extensive. What? Will she no longer meet your desire for a mail order bride? Dr. Thomas said in obvious disdain for the idea of Decebel and Jens impending marriage, which was fake of course.
Sally felt like cold water had been splashed on her face at the doctors comment. She felt anger like waves rolling off of Decebel. Damn temperamental werewolves. She reached up and placed a hand on his arm, a gesture she hoped would convey her desire for him to bring it down a notch.
Ok, well, thank you Dr. Thomas. Can we follow them as they transport Jen to the burn unit? Sally asked, her arm still on Decebel in silent warning.
That will be fine. The nurses will notify me as soon as her parents arrive and I will be going over her treatment with them. Dr. Thomas gave Decebel one last sharp look, for good measure Sally assumed, but when Decebel narrowed those yellow eyes on the doctor he abruptly turned around and, with hurried steps, walked away.
They brought Jen out on a gurney shortly after the doctors nervous departure. After the little display Decebel had put on, Sally was surprised when he gave her only a passing glance. Decebel looked away quickly and turned to look Sally in the eye. I am going to go let Vasile know what is going on with Jen. You will go with her, I will send Alina to come up with you.
Ok, can we pause this little sitcom for just a second because just a moment ago you were all, this is my betrothed, blah blah blah, and now you are just leaving her in my care? I dont get it, Sally told him.
You dont have to get it, Decebel almost growled at her.
Just one, all I want is one blasted wolf who isnt a bossy, grumpy hair ass butt head, Sally muttered to the ceiling as she turned to follow the gurney. Is that too freaking much to ask.
