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squeezed harder, his inner bear getting the better of him. “You do whatever you have to, but you make sure this woman has everything she needs. And quickly. My temper is very short tonight.”
    Mati's eyes took on a strange glow and the doctor nodded his head quickly.
    “Yes, sir,” he quavered. “I'll be right back with those.”
    Mati released the young doctor's arm and watched as he left the room in a hurry. He took a moment to breathe. His inner beast was truly drawn to this woman and so was he. For once in his life, he felt something more than rage and anguish. When he looked at her, he felt hope.
    They waited in silence as a nurse walked in and unhooked the I.V., assisting Awen to a sitting position. Mati looked at her as she tried to stand and grabbed her before she wobbled to the floor.
    “My head is spinning,” she told him, leaning heavily against his chest.
    “Just wait a minute,” he ordered. “Let the nurse do her job and bring a wheelchair.”
    “I don't need a wheelchair,” she argued, trying to stand on her own. His grip tightened around her waist.
    The world around her stopped spinning enough to look into his eyes. They were so dark she could barely make out his irises. His nearly black hair fell just past his shoulder blades. Her attention was drawn to his chiseled jaw. He was a perfect specimen of the male gender and exactly the kind of man that made her knees weak.
    “See something you like?” He smirked, and she liked that too.
    “Here we go, dear!” a cheerful older woman chirped, pushing a wheelchair. “You have a seat, and Mr. Mati can sign these release forms.”
    “Thank you, ma'am.” He guided Awen to the chair.
    “Shouldn't I sign those?” Awen asked, rubbing her face to clear her head.
    “No, sweetie,” the nurse replied, handing Mati the clipboard. “We're releasing you into his care, so he's to take good care of you.”
    Mati signed the clipboard, and the nurse handed him a few prescriptions and a few capsules in a bag to take with him.
    “Administer these every six to eight hours for nausea,” she directed and handed him another bag. “These are for pain every four to six hours. The spinning should be much better by tomorrow. Try to keep her off her feet until then and she'll be good to go. You should be covered with those meds until you can get the prescriptions filled.”
    “Yes, thank you,” he said, placing the items in his pockets. “I appreciate your kindness.”
    “Oh, no problem, dear.” She placed a gentle hand on his arm. “The doctor you had a talk with is really just a smug bastard, but he'll learn.”
    Mati's deep chuckle reverberated through the small room as he followed the nurse out, pushing Awen in front of them. When they were finally through the exit, Mati wheeled Awen to her car and lifted her inside. The nurse made sure she was buckled in safely and bid them both a good night.
    Awenasa tilted her head back and let her arms sprawl out as far as she could to keep her bearings as Mati pulled onto the main road toward the reservation.
    “Where are you taking me?” she questioned as she fought sleep.
    “My place,” he answered simply as he slowed down for a pothole. “You shouldn't be alone.”
    “You barely know me,” she argued. “Why would you even care?”
    “Been asking myself the same thing,” he answered honestly, “but you're staying with me and that's the end of it.”
    “Whatever,” she answered flippantly. Deep down, however, she didn't really mind. She wanted to get to know him better; he seemed like a good man. The thought of him killing Jason Rhodes or any of the others seemed more and more like a joke, but she still had a job to do, not falling for the suspect being a paramount requirement of that.
    A half hour later, Mati pulled up as close as he could to his solitary cabin. He walked over and opened the door as Awen unbuckled her seatbelt. When she went to get out, he quickly lifted her in his arms, bumping the door