Staring down at her finger, she was curious as to why she didn’t call out. Her lack of attention had brought her secret to his attention.
It’s because you crave pain that you can’t feel. You’re sick, twisted, and need to feel pain.
Tears filled Dawn’s eyes as she looked up at Daniel. “Do I repulse you?”
Chapter Six
Going to his knees before her, Daniel stared into her eyes seeing the fear shining within her depths. How long had she been hiding this inability to feel pain? Congenital Analgesia was very rare in wolves, but Daniel had heard of certain cases where wolves were tormented or physically abused during their transition. Around a wolf’s eighteenth birthday they went through the transition that rewired their brain to connect to their wolves. The problem with this condition was in wolves it was harder to treat. He stared down at her finger seeing it had already healed.
Wolves hid it away, and he understood why as he’d also heard of packs using wolves with Congenital Analgesia to fight to the death. They didn’t need to stop even with broken bones as they didn’t feel it. Cupping Dawn’s head, he tilted her head back and slammed his lips down on hers. There was so much going on in that head of hers that he didn’t have the first clue where to start. For the last year she’d been hiding this from him. Had she been hunting pain in the hope of finding it? He should have seen it. Whenever he spanked her, she’d made all the right noises, but it was lies.
Sliding his tongue along her lips, he plundered her mouth tasting her.
His wolf pounced wanting out, to mark his woman and to prove to her they didn’t hate her. They were in love with her.
Down.
No, we have to claim her. She’s hurting. We need to prove to her it doesn’t matter. She needs us.
Not now.
Dawn needed them to be stable around her. He withdrew, dropping a kiss on her nose. “Baby, I’m never repulsed by you. I’m curious about what’s happened in your life.”
“Surely you can’t feel too much of a burn.”
He licked his lips, wondering what to say. “No, Dawn. I can’t stick my finger into steaming coffee without it hurting. Last night, I bit down on your nipples pretty hard. Did you feel it?” he asked.
“It was nice. My breasts are sensitive.”
Daniel moved his hands down to cup her breasts. He saw the outline of the bruises. On her dark skin it was harder to see the bruises, but they were there. He ran a thumb over the tips, and she gasped.
“Sensitive, Sir,” she said.
Nodding, Daniel sat back and stared at her body. He needed to talk with a professional, and the only person he knew was a doctor.
“Go into the sitting room. I’m going to finish cleaning the dishes. I want you to kneel beside the coffee table and present to me.” She got to her feet, and he caught her wrist before she could leave. “This is not a punishment, Dawn.” He pressed her hand to his cock. “I want you. I’m not repulsed by you, but I’m concerned like any other mate would be.”
“There’s nothing to be concerned about, Sir.” She dropped her head showing her submission.
“Let me be the judge of that.” He placed a kiss to her head, inhaling her scent.
Daniel watched her leave, pulling out his cell phone. He left the house, going out the door that led into the garden. Dialing Jake’s number, he waited for his friend to answer his call.
“Hello,” Jake said, groaning.
“It’s nearly eight. Why are you still in bed?”
“Well, my alpha kicked my ass out of the house and I don’t need to worry about getting up early.”
He laughed. “I need you to get the Doc here.”
“What did you do?” Jake asked. All the sounds of sleep disappeared from his voice. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” He looked through the kitchen. “Dawn’s not okay, and no, I didn’t do anything. I think something happened to her during the transition.”
“What?”
“Dawn can’t feel pain.”
“How is that possible?” Jake asked. “You’ve been spanking her for the last year. Surely you would have seen something by now.”
He heard sounds over the line and imagined his friend moving around. “I missed this. I don’t know how it happened, but I gave her a coffee this morning. It was steaming, Jake, and she drank it down as if it was cold. When I asked her about it she told me she always drank hot liquids.”
“That’s not so strange.”
“She put her finger inside the cup. Her skin burned, and not a sound came from her. She looked like she’d put it in body temperature water. Also, last night, I caused a lot of pain, and she only gasped and cried out. Not once were any of her moans coming from the ability to feel pain. She also doesn’t look shocked by her lack of pain. Dawn is scared of me being repulsed by her.”