Khan (Bowen Boys, #2)(53)
Khan told his dad that Caitlynne had told him the same thing. And he told his dad basically the same answer he’d given Caitlynne.
“Yeah, well, I can see her being a bit mad over you thinking you had a choice in the matter. She’s a lot like your mom on that score. She’s a fine woman. Gonna be a better cat too. I can’t wait to see the kids she has. Fine bunch of boys she’ll have too.” His dad snorted when he suggested that he’d be a part of them. “No, she’ll raise them to be like her. Full of life and sunshine. Fine boys. This family had boys to carry on the line, as it should be.”
Khan didn’t tell his dad that he wanted a daughter like her. Just exactly like her. He held her hand and gave her his warmth and love. Khan wanted her to wake. He wanted her to yell at him and to love him. Anything but this sleep she was in.
The bleeding had stopped, Walker told him, two hours later. He said that if Khan wanted to, they could move her to the house where she would be home when she woke. Khan asked if she still needed to shift before being moved and Walker shook his head.
“She’s healing like she has already. Some of the smaller wounds are already gone, and there doesn’t seem to be any scarring. I would say that she is going to make a full recovery no matter where she is, and taking her to the house is the best thing for all of us.”
Khan agreed, and they found a way to get her out of the hotel without involving her in the murder that had taken place just down the hall from her. Caitlynne told the press that it was a woman who had fallen in the shower and nothing at all to do with the cat being on the loose. When they’d taken her down to the ambulance, Daniel was standing there speaking with the press. Caitlynne said that he was going to say that he’d found her when she hadn’t shown up for their date. She was not identified until her husband could be notified of the accident.
When they were in the ambulance, Khan looked at Walker. He laughed. The man was just full of information on his wife’s supposed affair.
“It was Daniel’s idea. He said that he’d been on a case once when someone had called in that he couldn’t get in touch with his girlfriend, his married girlfriend, he’d gone there to meet. The guy had said he was there to have an affair with a woman and she wouldn’t answer his calls or his knocks at the door. It took the hotel staff a little too long to get to her, and the woman died from her injuries. Daniel said he’d play the part of the male so long as you knew that he’d never touch her.”
“You assured him that I wouldn’t, I suppose.”
Walker nodded and laughed again.
“What does he want in return for his help? Money?”
“Nope. He just wants to come over to the property sometimes and have a good run. He said it had been so long since he’d seen another shifter as comfortable about their second skin as we were that he knew he could trust us not to make a rug out of him the first time he came around. I assured him that we were allergic to bear, and the meat was usually tough and stringy.”
Khan laughed. It felt good, and he enjoyed a second laugh when he told him the trouble that Dylan was in right now. Apparently, their brother had made a pass at the wrong woman and was right now being yelled at by their mother.
“She was telling him that if he couldn’t keep it in his pants, he might want to consider getting neutered. She said while she didn’t think it would stop him, it might slow him down a little.”
Khan doubted that anything would slow down Dylan and wondered aloud what would happen to the man when he found his mate and he could no longer cat around, pun intended.
“Don’t know, but I can’t wait to find out.” Walker and he were still laughing about it when they pulled in front of the house. Instead of letting her be taken up on a gurney, Khan picked Monica up and carried her up to the bedroom himself. He needed to hold her, and stripped down after everyone left and crawled into bed with her. He held her to him and closed his eyes. Sleep claimed him almost immediately.
Chapter Nineteen
Monica woke slowly. She was afraid, actually, and didn’t want to wake Tony if he was still in the room with her. She opened one eye and looked around the room, knowing instantly where she was. She heard the shower running and knew that Khan was in there. She sat up, wanting to see how much damage Tony had done to her.
She was still staring at her belly when Khan came out of the bathroom. She looked up at him and knew that whatever had happened had been a lot worse than she thought it had been. He looked pale and upset.
“Let me explain. There was no other—”
“Is he…did you kill him?” Khan nodded and dropped his head. “Look at me, please.”
He did, and she could see the pain in his face. “I had no choice. Well, that’s not entirely true. I did have one, but I didn’t like it, so I killed him. I killed him because I could and because he’d hurt you.”
She nodded. She would have done the same thing if he’d been hurt. But she could tell there was more and waited for him to speak. When he didn’t, she did. “I was dying. I knew it too.” He nodded. “He, Tony, said that he wanted me to tell him that I loved him and that I’d made a mistake by marrying you. And since I know that I didn’t, I can only assume that you saved me, gave me some sort of miracle drug, and here I am. Mended and well. But that’s not true, is it?”