163 You Can Marry Someone Else

When Dawn woke up next, she found Daryn propped up on his elbow, his face on his hands, staring at her with his black eyes. 

"Daryn!" she squealed. 

He smiled. 

She cupped his chin in her hand and said, "How are you doing, love?" He looked fine. The fever had subsided and had color on his face. She examined his shoulder and then her gaze traveled to his stomach. "Are you okay?" she asked again. She was amazed at his recovery rate. His cells regenerated so fast. He was a rare specimen. No wonder so many were after him and no wonder his people protected him fiercely. 

"Better," he replied as he stared into her green eyes. His shoulder wound had almost recovered but his stomach was still hurting. In all the recoveries he has ever undergone, this was the best. There was so much loneliness every time but today he felt blessed that his mate was with him. "By Skadi! I don't think I can live without you, Dawn. I am addicted to you."