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Story: Rescued By My Mate

But do I want to be his mate? Miles is a good guy, and I don’t want to hurt him. I need to be sure about him, about us, before I do anything.

I glance at the clock on the nightstand and curse when I see how late it is. I need to get ready to go to the hospital. I need to talk to Dillon about all of this. If anyone can help me figure this out, it’s Dillon.

She might be feeling this, too. Her mate has already claimed her,I think as I climb out of bed.

My clothes are folded neatly on the dresser, and I smile as I think about Miles doing that for me. It must’ve taken him hours last night to do it all.

A knock sounds at the door, and Miles pokes his head in. I sense the shift in him as soon as our eyes meet. He’s tense and on edge, but he’s fighting the mating heat and his feelings to keep me calm and relaxed.

God, he’s perfect.

I love him.

I blink at the thought.

“Did you want to head to the hospital soon?” he asks.

“Yeah. I just need to get dressed.”

“Okay. I’ll meet you downstairs.”

He closes the door, and I hurry to dress and pull on my shoes. I jog down the stairs and smile as he passes me a bagel with cream cheese.

“I have Asiago cheese if you prefer.”

“This is good. Thanks.”

We head out, walking in silence. I rack my brain for a safe topic but come up empty. Every subject seems loaded.

We ride the elevator to the second floor when we get to the hospital.

“I’ll give you and Dillon some privacy,” Miles says as the elevator doors slide open.

“Okay, thanks.”

“Here. For Dillon,” he says, passing me another bagel.

I see Jensen pacing the hall as we approach Dillon’s room. “Is everything all right? Is Dillon okay?” I ask in a rush.

“She’s fine. Just…on edge.”

“Oh…OH!” I say when understanding dawns on me.

“We’ll stay out here,” Miles says.

I nod and head into the hospital room.

“Hey,” I greet Dillon.

She huffs. “Do you know?”

I freeze as my eyes meet hers. “Yeah. I wanted to talk to you about that.”

Her gown slides to the side as she sits up in bed, revealing the bite mark on her neck. She brushes over the mark and shivers. “He bit me.”

“Yeah, I can see that. Miles told me about it. He said it was the only way to save you.”

“And you believe that?” she asks angrily.