Chapter Eighty-nine

Claire smiled softly at Rosie, taking her hand. "It's fine, I'm alright." She comforted her, making a move to sit up. "How long was I asleep?"
"Not long enough," Rosie said petulantly, "But I'm glad you're awake so you can eat something." She added, stepping back and expecting the Luna to come with her.
"I don't want to leave Lukas, could you get me a change of clothes so I can take a shower in the guest bathroom?"
Rosie didn't look too surprised by this, she could only imagine what it must have felt like to see your Fated mate get shot in front of you. "I'll get right on that!" She answered enthusiastically. "I'll also get brunch ready, is there anything you'd like?"
Claire shook her head, she didn't have much of an appetite but she knew that saying that would only make Rosie panic. "Anything is fine."
She got out of bed as Rosie left the room, pulling up the covers over Lukas. His injured shoulder was bandaged up and he was hooked up to a drip, a blood transfusion had to be done the moment he was brought back to the mansion. She was relieved to see color return to his face, reluctant to leave him.
There were lots of things Claire had to address but she pushed them out of her mind, too worried about Lukas to visit those thoughts.
Rosie showed up with a change of clothes in no time and Claire was relieved to see that she had been thoughtful enough to bring something comfortable.
She ate as much as she could force down, which wasn't very much but Rosie looked pleased all the same. She was just happy that the Luna Queen was at least able to eat something.
Rosie quickly made herself scarce, feeling better now that she had gotten to do something for Luna Claire. She took the tray of food with her, giving the Alpha King and Queen privacy.
Claire returned to Lukas' side, she wondered if she bothered him by sleeping right next to him, maybe she could crash on the sofa instead. It was easy to ignore it when she was fueled by adrenaline and fear but now that she was calmer and refreshed, the thought reared its ugly head.
Lukas didn't want her, did he?
Although there was no explaining away the fact that he had risked death just to save her. It wasn't possible that he wanted to make her so miserable that he had to save her from the claws of death to keep doing that.
She intently studied his face, he looked to be sleeping peacefully and if she didn't glance down it was almost possible to believe that he wasn't terribly hurt.
Claire turned away and made a move to leave the bed only to let out a sound of surprise when a hand caught her waist and stopped her progress.
"Lukas?!" She exclaimed in happy surprise, finding herself being pulled against him so that she was half lying on his chest, their faces merely inches from each other. "You're awake!"
Lukas' voice was raspy when he spoke, his expression lazy. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked, his arm around her waist unyielding.
"I wasn't…" Claire started to deny only to trail off. "Aren't I bothering you by-"
Her words were cut off by Lukas leaning up to claim her lips, wiping Claire of her thoughts. She broke off the kiss when she heard the contraption hooked up to Lukas' injured hand started to move.
She shot upright in a panic, holding down Lukas' hand. "Don't try to move, you're still injured."
Lukas looked slightly upset by this, "But I want to hold you, I want to kiss and take you."
Claire ducked her face at this, feeling it burn a bright red. Lukas had never expressly stated that he wanted her in such a way, it made her heart do flips in her chest.
But she had to be the responsible one, as much as she wanted Lukas to fulfill his words. "You're injured, when you get better…" She said in a small voice, still affected by Lukas' words.
"Or you can just get up on me, it's just my shoulder that's injured."
Claire gasped in shock at this, thinking that Lukas was serious until she looked at his face and caught the teasing light in his midnight eyes. Another first, when had he ever teased her? All he did was cruelly use her as a tool for his amusement.
"Lukas!" She scolded, unsure of how to handle him when he teased her.
"Do you… um, are you hungry? I could get something for you." She offered in a much calmer voice, making a move to leave the bed.
Lukas' arm caught her again - wasn't he injured?? Claire found herself laying on Lukas' upper body again, his strong arm firmly around her waist.
"Are you on the menu?" He asked in a low voice, his gaze piercing.
Claire felt a shiver run down her spine and she hid her face in his uninjured shoulder to give herself some time to recover. And here she thought that Lukas was already difficult to handle.
Lukas' laughter brought her head away from his shoulder, her eyes were glassy as she watched him smile, feeling like she couldn't get enough of it.
Lukas seemed to notice her staring and he gradually fell silent, his expression turning somber. "I don't want you to leave me."
Claire blinked in surprise at this, her face was already red so she wasn't getting anymore flustered than she already was. "I can do that," She said without hesitation, leaning up slightly to get to the landline on the dresser by the bed.
Lukas watched her intently the entire time but Claire didn't notice until she turned to ask him if there was anything he wanted only to catch his gaze on her.
"D-Do you want anything in particular?" She forced herself to say, feeling like her skin was burning up the longer he stared at her with the cold fire in his midnight blue eyes.
"I'll eat anything if you feed me." Lukas replied.
Claire did a double take, glancing down at Lukas' incriminating uninjured arm that had held her down effortlessly only to find his arm lying harmlessly by his side.
"Fine," She agreed easily, as long as he would be eating, she didn't care how it happened.
The doctor that had treated him had told her that he would heal quickly and seeing as there were no complications, there would be no need for him to return when Lukas regained consciousness.
At first, Claire wasn't pleased by this but now she could see exactly what the doctor had been talking about. She could even almost believe him when he said that his injured shoulder would completely heal in a few days.
He had prescribed bed rest for the Alpha King though and there was a nurse at the mansion whose job was to look after him. So she called up the nurse right before calling Rosie to bring up food for Lukas.
The nurse showed up first, a demure young werewolf who had stars in her eyes as she did her job. She disconnected the drip and cleared it out, making sure to prop up the Alpha King higher against the headboard so that he was sitting before leaving.
With that Lukas looked almost completely recovered, if it weren't for the bandage around his shoulder, it would be difficult to tell that he had been in a gun fight just the night before. How fast were his recuperative powers?
Even the cut on his face was completely gone, so much that Claire had even completely forgotten that he had been injured there. It should have spooked her out because humans definitely didn't heal that fast but she was just relieved because it meant that Lukas would recover faster.
Rosie showed up shortly after, all smiles as she came in holding another covered tray. She left shortly after, intending to report right to Alec about Alpha King Lukas.
Alec showed up when Claire was in the middle of feeding Lukas, the Viceroy barked out a laugh, looking truly pleased to see this scene.
Lukas smug expression didn't change although Claire was flustered again, "Have nothing better to do, Alec?"
His Viceroy just waved a hand, "I had to come see for myself that you're alive." He said bluntly, "I apologize for him, Your Highness." He added to Claire.
Claire found herself smiling more than she thought she ever would, especially not after she just had a horrific night and had been given such a scare by Lukas getting shot.
Lukas chased off his Viceroy so that he could have all of his mate's attention again. He could get used to this, maybe he should jump off a balcony next so that he could get more of Claire acting like his nurse.