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but there was something about the Red that was very comforting, and he was finding it pleasant to stand next to her while she touched him.  
    “Aye.”
    She smiled and moved her right hand to his chest.  She rested it against one of the smaller scars that ran just above his right nipple, and pressed hard against it.
    “Mama, you have to speak to Dani.”  Sophia stormed into the common room.  “She’s completely taken over the wedding.  Poor Bree isn’t making any of the decisions and it’s her wedding!  Dani told me this morning that the colours are pink and cream. Pink!  I do not wear pink, mama.  The gods help them if they try and make me – “
    She stopped abruptly and stared wide-eyed at her mother and the half-naked Kaden.  “What – what are you doing?”
    “Healing Kaden’s bruise.”  Avery replied. 
    “I’ll leave you alone.”  Sophia muttered.
    “No, my sweet, stay for a bit.  Kaden won’t mind if we talk wedding while I heal him.”  She smiled up at the big man.  “Will you?”
    “No.”  He grunted. 
    Sophia stood next to her mother and examined Kaden’s naked chest.  She was fascinated by the random tufts of hair that grew between the scars.  She stared for a long moment at the thin line of hair that grew below his navel and disappeared beneath the waistband of his pants.  She had seen him completely naked once before, and a soft blush reddened her cheeks as she remembered the thickness of his cock.  Her mother was staring at her, a small smile on her face, and Sophia cleared her throat.
    “Why are you touching his chest?  Was he hurt there as well?”
    Avery shook her head as she removed her hand from Kaden’s side.  Kaden glanced down at his ribs and grunted with surprise.  The bruise was gone.
    Avery smiled at Sophia as she pressed her other hand next to the one still pressed against his chest.  “I’m trying an experiment.”
    “What kind of experiment?”  Sophia’s grandmother, Kaden thought her name was Vivian, entered the common room.  Leta trailed after her and, after checking that Avery wasn’t looking, stuck her tongue out at him.
    Kaden grinned at the young Lycan as Vivian circled around him to examine his back.  “Gods,” she said disgustedly, “this Draken gives all Lycans a bad name.”
    “I thought I would see if perhaps my abilities could heal his old scars.”  Avery told her mother-in-law.
    “Does it work that way?”  Sophia frowned.
    Avery shrugged.  “I do not know.  It doesn’t hurt to try though.”
    He jerked a little when Vivian touched his back lightly.  He was starting to feel distinctly uncomfortable by the stares of the women surrounding him.  Leta kicked at one of the chairs before collapsing in it and staring moodily at him.
    “How come you’re not skinny like Bree was?”  She asked suddenly.
    He hesitated, not sure how much he should say to the young girl, but Avery gave him an encouraging look and he decided to be honest.  “The Lycans who held us as slaves valued those of us who were – were naturally strong.  They wanted us strong and well-fed so that we could,” he hesitated again, a strange look coming over his face, “provide them with manual labour.  They made sure we were fed.”
    He looked down at the floor.  “Slaves like Bree, who were only needed for housework and –“
    He stopped abruptly and Sophia had to fight the urge to put her arms around him as a sick look crossed his face.  It was very clear from his look what slaves like Bree were used for, and she was astonished that Bree hadn’t been hurt in such a manner.  She wondered how much of that had to do with Kaden.
    “They weren’t given much food.”  He finished quietly.  “And they would not let me give her my share of food.”  He gave Sophia a pleading look, as if he thought she would judge him for being so healthy when Bree had nearly starved to death, and she smiled soothingly at him.
    Vivian traced the scars on his