Mia,“Are you doing, okay, Finn?” I ask as I put a water bottle to his lips. I watch as he shudders, taking a few sips, before coughing and moving it back.I’m pretty sure he’s running a fever now too.“I’ve been better,” he chuckles softly and I nod, putting the back of my hand to his forehead.Werewolves always run hot, but he’s burning up.“Here,” I say softly, tearing the bottom of my top to soak with water. “Maybe this will help a little,” say, placing the wet rag on his forehead.Finn smiles weakly, “How hot do you think I am?” he asks, before back pedaling. “I mean temperature wise?” He says, his voice shocked and I can’t help but laugh.“You ate definitely hot,” I joke and he tenses up. “I know what you meant,” I reassure him, don’t worry.”“Good,” he shivers. “I just don’t want you to think I,” I pause and I smile.“To think you are hitting on me?” I finish for him, and he nods.“Yes, Mia. We are your sworn protectors. It wouldn’t be right,” he tells me, his eyes full of sinc
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