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My Champion(6)

By:Alanea Alder

Kari leaned over to look her mate in the eye. "How do you have enough blood in your system for an erection?"

His eyes were glazed in pain, but he gave her a boyish grin. "Having an erection for my mate will never be a problem. Gods, you're beautiful." He gave her a dopey smile.

Kari looked around and saw that as they had been talking, the man they called Broderick had run an IV, and painkillers were now relaxing her mate. Broderick caught her staring and nodded.

"Thank you," she whispered.

He growled low. "It's literally the least I could do. If I had known I would be called upon for so many medical emergencies I would have studied internal medicine more."

A stunning man walked up behind Broderick and wrapped his arms around his waist. "You have done beautifully, darling. No one here blames you."

"Thank you, Caspian my love, but it is still frustrating that I know just enough to realize I cannot help."

Her hand was squeezed, and she looked down.

Declan stuck his tongue out at her. "You can only think I'm pretty."

Kari fought back her laughter. Her drugged mate was adorable.

"He's blitzed," a female voice said behind her.

"Bethy! Thank goodness, can you please go help Cheryl..." Magnus started.

Bethy held up her hand. "I already handled her. As luck would have it, I was in your office waiting on you when you called. I found the number and sent Etain to the portal to escort Dr. St. John directly to Level One when he arrives. Which should be any moment..."--she looked down at her watch and muttered under her breath--"if he knows what's good for him."

"Bethy lurves me!" Declan declared.

"Is he high?" a male voice asked, a large impressive looking vampire pulled Bethy under his arm.

Kari stared. She had never seen another vampire that huge. She cocked her head and looked from Adriel to the newcomer. "Are the two of you brothers?"

The man looked at her, and a slow smile formed. "In a way, yes, he is my family. My name is Gavriel Ambrosios." He inclined his head regally.

Kari looked from Gavriel to Adriel. The unit leader was related to one of the oldest royal vampire families? When had this happened? She shook her head. "Nope, not trying to figure that out right now." She turned her attention back to her mate. "How are you doing?"

"I'd be better if we were having sex," he admitted, pouting.

Gavriel's eyes widened, then he saw the state her mate was in and winced. "Poor lad."

"We are not having sex! Your intestines are falling out!" Kari objected, her cheeks heated.

Declan smiled. "Take a picture?"

"No!" called nearly every voice in the room. Kari heard the sound of a click and saw that Grant had pulled down the sheet and used his phone to take a picture. She stared at him, and he shrugged. "I'd want one too, if it were me."

Declan tried leaning up to look, and she pushed him back down. "I do not feel the wound yet. I do, however, feel..." He leered up at her.

Kari placed her free hand over his mouth. She yelped when he licked it and wiped her hand on her pants. He licked his lips. "You even taste good."

She looked around the room. "Please tell me this is a side effect of the pain killers."

Adriel shrugged, and Micah wouldn't meet her eyes. Finally, Grant took pity on her. He walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "He is usually a perfect gentleman. I think the combination of the drugs and finally meeting his mate is what you are witnessing."

A low growl had them both looking down. Declan's eyes had shifted to a dark, honeyed brown. "Get your hand off my mate! I licked her. She's mine!"

Avery lost all semblance of control and began to giggle uncontrollably behind them. Grant's mouth twitched as he lifted his hand. "I would never poach on your mate, brother; we all know she is yours."

"Prince Magnus, how far out is that healer?" Micah asked in a weak voice.

All attention was now on the witch who began to sway. Instantly, Adriel was at his side, holding him up.

"You can stop, Micah," Adriel said, sounding concerned.

Micah shook his head. "I can't, not until the doc gets here."

"I'm here, I'm here," a tenor voice called out as a man rushed forward. Frowning, he looked around the room. "Everyone except for the witch and the vampire holding him up needs to leave. Clear the room! Gods only know what debris has found its way into this open wound."

Kari felt her heart stutter. She didn't want to let go; she felt like if she let go, she'd lose him.

"Young lady, did you hear me?" the doctor demanded.

"Yes, sorry." She let go of Declan's hand and patted it gently, placing it on his chest. "You better not die," she tried to joke, wincing when her voice cracked.