#Chapter 37 A Simple Error

Gabriel has decided to carry me in his strong arms, all the way upstairs into our bedroom. He is careful to tuck me under the covers, barking for the maids to bring water, warm towels, anything that might heal me. His flustered behavior has me feeling ill.

I tuck myself under the covers, still naked from shifting, and watch as Eugene is dragged into the room shortly after, Gabriel speaking in fast and hushed tones at the foot of the bed.

My husband is irate and frantic, “you saw that, right? It has to be something serious, Eugene, please look into it. Maybe we made her too upset and—oh moon goddess, please, protect my wife.”

I snicker in my head. The moon goddess has done a lot of looking out for me already.

Eugene rolls his eyes when he comes to the bedside but he pretends to check me out all the same, just appease the King Alpha. “Open you mouth,” Eugene says, and I do, mimicking his every, needless command. “Okay now follow my finger as it moves.”

After a few frivolous tests, Gabri