Page 48 of Unknowingly Adopting the Alpha
“Hi, baby,” I whispered, wanting him to know I was there, but also didn’t want to startle him.
“Red,” he whispered back before closing his eyes again, this time with a small smile on his lips.
“Paul!” Nic yelled from the door, surprisingly not waking Cass or Milo.
Dad rushed in, ready for whatever Nic needed.
“Milo is ready to be transferred home,” Nic calmly explained. “I have my old wagon out back you can move him in. But I’ll need it back soon for my trips.”
“I’ll bring it back right after,” Dad promised, then helped Darius move Milo outside.
The wagon wasn’t a big one, but Milo would just about fit it seemed, so I let them do their thing and watched eagerly as Nic focused all of his attention on Cass.
“Hmm, it is as I expected,” Nic said, placing a hand on top of Cass’ head. “He’s concussed, but nothing too bad. With a daily dose of my vials, he should be fully healed in just three days. The Clarity Potion helps the brain heal, sort of bringing it backto normal from the trauma. It also stops pressure on the brain if the swelling is bad.”
“And that’s the potion he’ll need daily?” I checked.
“Yes, so I’ll give you four vials of that to take with you. Better have an extra laying around just to be sure. I’ll come by on day three and see to him myself.”
“Thank you,” I said, patting his shoulder.
“No problem,” he smiled. “You know I live for doing this.”
“I do,” I smiled back. “But I’m still grateful all the same.”
Nic nodded, still smiling as he gathered a small basket for the vials. They weren’t big and had a rhombus shape to it, with an opening in one end that was secured by a cork stopper. Around the neck was a brown leather string holding the ‘Clarity’ tag.
“Anything else you need to do before I carry him home?” I asked.
“Just need to check if he needs stitching too,” he pulled Cass’ hair back and searched his scalp. I held his bigger light up for him, helping him to see everything much better.
“He needs two stitches,” he added some clamps to get his hair out of the way. Then he used his precision scissors to cut the hair just around the wound, before using the clippers. “It should heal faster now that he has the potions to drink.”
“Perfect,” I said, thanking him again. “I’ll ask my dad to bring me the vials. I won’t be able to carry both Cass and those without fear of dropping them.”
“Seems like a good idea,” he agreed, grabbing a syringe. “This is just to numb the area before I start stitching.”
I nodded, glad he’d told me. My wolf wasn’t happy with him prodding at my mate, no matter if he was doing it to help or not.
Once Cass was all stitched up, Nic made him swallow another potion. “Just to make sure he sleeps for a few hours to let his brain rest. It was a hard hit and I can see his back has taken a huge hit too. He will need lots of bedrest.”
“His back?” I asked, confused. Nic hadn’t once looked at his back.
“I can feel pain,” Nic explained. “One of my gifts is knowing where my patients are injured. It feels like a hard hit. Luckily nothing is broken.”
It amazed me how much he could justdo. Maybe Cass was on to something when he asked what shifters did. Nic seemed to do more than just exist.
Giving Nic a grateful, but tired smile, I gently picked Cass up into my arms and began walking home. I felt the lack of clothing as soon as I was back outside, the fall air a chill on my muddied skin.
I couldn’t wait to get home.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Cassian
My bladder was a weak bitch.
I crawled out of bed, because my legs weren’t ready to function just yet. Ending up on all fours, I located the room that could help with my biggest need at the moment.
