Healing Kisses (Sophia and Santiago) novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190

“Thanks for helping me out,” I tell Xavier as he pulls his sleeve back down. “And for the tests from before she turned you.”

“Are you all right? You seem a little nervous,” he says as he sets his coat down on my exam table.

“It’s Kaylee,” I shrug. “Her body is doing significantly better than when we first started, but I’m afraid that I’m not going to be able to help her.”

“You can keep telling the others that you’re doing this as a favor to Ivar, but you know that’s not true,” he smirks. “Why is she so important to you? Why do you care knowing she’d let you die if she had the chance?”

“My brother Gavin,” I shrug and hop on the table beside him. “I don’t like to talk about him because it feels like I’m being scured through the chest even just thinking about him. He loved her, and I don’t mean the way he loved me.

“Before he found his mate, I used to think Kay was it. They didn’t know that their bond was because they were brother and sister. She stopped coming around when he was preparing to become the official beta. All they did was practice together.

“I know that if he had known she was his sister, he would have protected her the same way he always protected me. Her parents threw her to the Lycans. They weren’t her biological parents, but they were all she knew, and now all she had left was me. Whether she likes it or not. Whether I like it or not.

“And she reminds me of him. She’s stubborn and courageous, just like him. My choices affected her a lot, and while I’m not inclined to apologize, I do feel guilty about her being at the expense of what I did. I just told Ivar that it’s okay for her to be mad at me. What matters is that she’s alive and healing, hopefully. I can never tell with them.”

“They’re healing just fine,” he smiles reassuringly.

“So,” I bump his elbow with mine. “Anastasia Polucci.”

“Shut up,” he growls playfully. “Anastasia fucking Polucci.”

“I get it. She’s the man of every princess’s dream,” I grin. “She is evil, straightforward, and literally the best person I know.”

“All those things are true,” he smirks.

“You deserve all that I’m really proud of you,” I pat his leg

How much more until you become an official doctor?” he asks

“Some of my mission time was added to my residency, but I still have another year My surgical traming hasn’t even been approved yet, and something tells me that Ragnar is going to postpone that until after the baby is born

“Is he allowed to do that?”

“Apparently. He is the King,” I remind him.

“He abuses his power,” he scoffs. When I turn to stare at him, he does his best to avoid eye contact.

“Don’t bite your tongue, Xavier. You’re mated to one of the most notorious Lycans in their history. That in itself is a crime. I hope our sons are best friends.”

“Do you know that he’s a boy?” he grins.

“No, I’d have to officially examine her for that. I just really, really want him to be a boy so our sons can be best friends.”

“How did you two end up on each other’s radars?” I laugh.

“You,” he smiles. “We’ve kept in contact since we met on your base.”

“And it helps that she’s insanely beautiful,” I add. He laughs and nods.

“She also has a filthy fucking mouth on her,” he adds. “And from the moment we met, she’s always been straightforward with what she’s wanted from me. I’ve never sensed any malice or that she’s ever lied to me. It’s completely different from my mating.”

“Me too,” I pat his hand. “It’s like I was caught in a massive lie, and when everything hit the fan, I was able to break away from it, and it hurt, but in a good way. Ragnar is a little shit, but I love him. I know he has my best interests at heart. I could never talk to or bother Santiago with anything concerning me the way I rely on Ragnar.”

“Yeah,” he huffs. “Stop talking about weird shit. I love my life now. Don’t take me back.”

“You started it,” I bump him.

“Why is that there?” he asks, pointing at the screen.

“This is what makes you a Lycan,” I point at the enzymes. “So, how it works is you’re a werewolf, and your body continues to produce like a wolf, but you have these in you waiting to change them into what you are now. See these?” I point at the clear images. “That is what they change into. The result of having a mate with really sharp teeth. It’s cemented your body and spirit to perfectly that it should feel like a genuine mate bond.”

“It feels better,” he admits. “I can confidently say, I’ve never felt this before in my entire existence.”

“Because we were rogue,” I remind him. “Here, we’re not just a part of ourselves. We’re a part of them. We’ve never had this connection before, and while it’s not a pack link, it’s home. I love these people, and I don’t believe I could ever do to them what I did to Artume City, because this is where I belong. And even if I were shunned. I couldn’t talk myself into doing what I did.”