Author's note: A light version of this chapter.
The link will be here as soon as I post it on a wattpad
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These words made the time flow again. Everyone started moving at once. Both med workers pushed Greg aside and began to do their voodoo on Nicholas, putting bones in place, treating wounds and installing casts. Lana, raising her daughter from the ground, ran to Greg.
She was crying again, but now it was tears of happiness. Lana opened her mouth several times to say something, but she could not find the words. And Greg bathed in the warmth that emanated from her.
Finally, her eyes fell lower, and the girl screamed.
"God, you are bleeding!" - Lana immediately grabbed the edge of his shirt, trying to check the wound. Greg stopped her hand.
" It's nothing!" - he tried to calm her down.
" No, It's not nothing!" - Declared Lana. Sized his hand and without hesitation dragged him away from the room.
Greg only managed to intercept Frank's distracted gaze, who, apparently, was still in a stupor.
But Lana didn't let him pause, pulling him into the corridor and heading to another ward. It was empty.
Closing the door behind her, Lana sat Greg on a cot and attacked his clothes again.
"Lana, wait. What are you doing?" - Greg tried to resist. The girl immediately froze and looked at him with a frightened and confused look.
"Sorry." - she said, stepping back. - "You probably think now that I'm repulsive ..."
Greg as if saw her for the first time. The girl lowered her head and nervously twisted the hem of her dress in her hands, looking very miserable. Like a dog, that was kicked by its owner. He did not want to see her like this.
"Lana," - he began with a sigh. - "We will have to talk about it all. But not right now. What am I asking is why are you taking off my shirt? There is no first aid kit or anything to treat a wound with. I'd rather go back home and call the doctor that patched me last time."
Lana immediately rushed to him again. Hope shone on her face. It was impossible not to feel flattered.
"We don't need anything like that," - she proclaimed, clutching his shirt again and literally tearing it off Greg. Instead of fright, he just grinned.
Oh! His Lana could be aggressive!
Busy with this thought, Greg did not have time to figure out what Lana meant to do.
She kneeled in front of him, leaning closer. Just feeling a slight burning sensation, Greg suddenly realized that she was standing between his legs, and began to lick the claw marks left by Nicky. The wounds were not deep, but they were bleeding profoundly.
Realizing what Lana was doing, Greg shivered and tried to move away.
"What are you ..." - He could not finish. The dull pain stopped suddenly and as if by magic, the wounds became smaller. But Lana approached this task with full responsibility, licking every inch of damaged skin.
The sight of her head in such a delicate position could not help but worry Greg. He tried to think of something else.
"Must be a werewolf's saliva really has wonderful properties." - He forced his brain to think about this idea on and on. Although his other body parts suggested utterly different thoughts.
Greg tried to distract, analyzing everything that had happened. But once he realized that his hand stretched itself to Lana's head and burrowed into her hair, all unnecessary thoughts immediately moved to the right place.
Once again licked for reliability the deepest wound, Lana raised her big blue eyes to him. At this moment he shivered again, barely holding his horses.
Lana's eyes became surprised for a second, and then understanding down on her.
He grabbed her shoulder and pulled, lifting. Lana gave in, meeting his lips halfway in a demanding kiss. It was so different from every kiss before.
Lana herself was reaching towards him, revealing her passion, no longer hiding. And it sparked something new inside.
Ending the kiss, Greg smiled slowly, never taking his eyes off Lana.
"And why do you have such big teeth?" - He said, winking.
At first, Lana raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then slyly narrowed her eyes and stretched her lips in a predatory smile.
"The better to eat you with, my dear," - She said in a hoarse voice.
Author's note: A light version of this chapter.
The link will be here as soon as I post it on a wattpad
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These words made the time flow again. Everyone started moving at once. Both med workers pushed Greg aside and began to do their voodoo on Nicholas, putting bones in place, treating wounds and installing casts. Lana, raising her daughter from the ground, ran to Greg.
She was crying again, but now it was tears of happiness. Lana opened her mouth several times to say something, but she could not find the words. And Greg bathed in the warmth that emanated from her.
Finally, her eyes fell lower, and the girl screamed.
"God, you are bleeding!" - Lana immediately grabbed the edge of his shirt, trying to check the wound. Greg stopped her hand.
" It's nothing!" - he tried to calm her down.
" No, It's not nothing!" - Declared Lana. Sized his hand and without hesitation dragged him away from the room.
Greg only managed to intercept Frank's distracted gaze, who, apparently, was still in a stupor.
But Lana didn't let him pause, pulling him into the corridor and heading to another ward. It was empty.
Closing the door behind her, Lana sat Greg on a cot and attacked his clothes again.
"Lana, wait. What are you doing?" - Greg tried to resist. The girl immediately froze and looked at him with a frightened and confused look.
"Sorry." - she said, stepping back. - "You probably think now that I'm repulsive ..."
Greg as if saw her for the first time. The girl lowered her head and nervously twisted the hem of her dress in her hands, looking very miserable. Like a dog, that was kicked by its owner. He did not want to see her like this.
"Lana," - he began with a sigh. - "We will have to talk about it all. But not right now. What am I asking is why are you taking off my shirt? There is no first aid kit or anything to treat a wound with. I'd rather go back home and call the doctor that patched me last time."
Lana immediately rushed to him again. Hope shone on her face. It was impossible not to feel flattered.
"We don't need anything like that," - she proclaimed, clutching his shirt again and literally tearing it off Greg. Instead of fright, he just grinned.
Oh! His Lana could be aggressive!
Busy with this thought, Greg did not have time to figure out what Lana meant to do.
She kneeled in front of him, leaning closer. Just feeling a slight burning sensation, Greg suddenly realized that she was standing between his legs, and began to lick the claw marks left by Nicky. The wounds were not deep, but they were bleeding profoundly.
Realizing what Lana was doing, Greg shivered and tried to move away.
"What are you ..." - He could not finish. The dull pain stopped suddenly and as if by magic, the wounds became smaller. But Lana approached this task with full responsibility, licking every inch of damaged skin.
The sight of her head in such a delicate position could not help but worry Greg. He tried to think of something else.
"Must be a werewolf's saliva really has wonderful properties." - He forced his brain to think about this idea on and on. Although his other body parts suggested utterly different thoughts.
Greg tried to distract, analyzing everything that had happened. But once he realized that his hand stretched itself to Lana's head and burrowed into her hair, all unnecessary thoughts immediately moved to the right place.
Once again licked for reliability the deepest wound, Lana raised her big blue eyes to him. At this moment he shivered again, barely holding his horses.
Lana's eyes became surprised for a second, and then understanding down on her.
He grabbed her shoulder and pulled, lifting. Lana gave in, meeting his lips halfway in a demanding kiss. It was so different from every kiss before.
Lana herself was reaching towards him, revealing her passion, no longer hiding. And it sparked something new inside.
Ending the kiss, Greg smiled slowly, never taking his eyes off Lana.
"And why do you have such big teeth?" - He said, winking.
At first, Lana raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then slyly narrowed her eyes and stretched her lips in a predatory smile.
"The better to eat you with, my dear," - She said in a hoarse voice.
