Savage Awakening (Alpha Pack #2)(26)

God, he was beautiful. And it had been too long.

Shaking herself, she looked away and fell back on her cop persona. "Normally I arrest people for walking around like that."

Ignoring the doctor's humph of agreement, he snickered. "Encounter a lot of streakers, do you?"

"Some. Especially around Halloween."

"Hey, here it's Halloween all the freakin' time." He waggled his brows. "What a bonus."

Glancing up from her patient, the doc grumbled, "Put on some damned clothes, Savage."

"You're just jealous 'cause mine's bigger than yours," he shot back. "Mel."

The glare the other woman leveled at him told Rowan how much she appreciated that nickname.

"It's Melina, dickhead." To Rowan, in a marginally nicer tone, she said, "Dr. Melina Mallory. I already know you're Rowan, Micah's sister. Believe me, we're going to take really good care of him."

"Thank you." She looked at Aric. "And thanks to you, too, for intervening when Micah lost it. I think he would've hurt me."

"Not you, the demons in his head. He wasn't seeing you at all."

Not a comfort. Recalling the incident, she thought of something. "How did he have the strength to lunge out of bed like that? I mean, I've subdued plenty of perps who were high on all sorts of drugs, and although the shit in their systems can make them seem almost superhuman, I can usually take them down. Physically, I was nowhere near my brother's match, weak as he should be."

"There are a couple of good reasons for that," Dr. Mallory said, coming around Micah's bed to stand in front of Rowan. "One, even at his weakest, like now, he'll still be stronger than several human men if he feels threatened. The other reason is that the drugs those barbarians gave him to keep him sedated are working their way out of his system. His awareness is returning, and with it, the real concerns begin."

"His mental state, and reaching him."

"Exactly." The doctor patted her on the arm. "I won't kid you. Getting him well isn't going to be easy, but he will make it. I'm going to make sure of it. Now follow the obnoxious redhead's advice and get some rest. I'll ring your quarters if there's any change."

She sighed. "Okay. But just for a while."

Dr. Mallory frowned at Aric, her gaze dipping to the bloody hole in his hand where he'd yanked out his IV. "And you! Get your ass back in bed! Noah, take him and get him settled," she ordered. The cute nurse turned from straightening the room and hurried over to Aric.

"But-"

"Now, or I'll keep you indefinitely," she warned.

Rowan thought it was sort of funny, the stern but diminutive doctor with the cap of short dark hair, ordering around a shifter who could take her apart. But Aric caved, though from his scowl, he wasn't happy.

"Damn it, fine." He squeezed Rowan's hand. "I'll check on you whenever Attila springs me."

"Oh, that's not necessary-"

"It is. Trust me."

With that, he stood and headed out, Noah draping a gown around his shoulders and blocking what surely would've been a nice view of his butt. When the door closed, Rowan shook her head and looked at Dr. Mallory to see a bemused expression on her face.

"What was that all about?" Rowan wondered aloud.

"I don't think he knows," the other woman said cryptically. "But he will."

Whatever that meant. "I take it Aric's not usually the warm and cuddly type?"

"Not by half. But he was definitely different with you." This seemed to please the doc to no end, a smile softening her harsh features.

"I don't know why," she said with a shrug. "We just met and I'm not all that cuddly myself."

"Go, get some rest."

"What if he gets upset again?" She studied her sleeping brother, biting her lip with worry.

"I gave him something in his IV to keep him calm. It's nothing like the crap those so-called scientists were giving him before," she assured Rowan. "But it will help him adjust as he comes back to us."

After a long moment, she gave in. "All right. I'll be back later."

"He's in good hands."

Rowan rose and left before she changed her mind. Passing Aric's hospital room, she thought for one second about stopping by to make sure he was as well as he seemed to think. An inner voice, however, urged her to keep going. No matter how drawn to the man she felt.

Aric Savage was like no man she'd ever met.

She couldn't help but think that might be a very good thing.

Chapter Six

"I'm going out of my f**king mind," Aric muttered, pushing the buzzer thing. Wasn't that supposed to bring the pipsqueak running? What was his name? Oh, yeah-Noah. "Stop the damned Ark, Noah. The wolf wants off."

No response.

"O-kay, that's it. I'm outta here."

Working at the tape on the back of his hand, he picked up one corner. Then, holding the tube in place, he pulled the strip off carefully, wadded up the tape, and stuck it on the nightstand. Last, he slid the IV out, wincing at the slight discomfort. A little blood beaded from the hole, but nothing like last night when he'd ripped out the whole thing trying to get to Rowan.