free. Spinning around, Oliver took off to the fight.
Cody tackled him before Oliver made it ten feet. “You can help by getting away and to the safety of our home. Now move it!” Cody grabbed Oliver around the waist and ran for the house, through the back door and through the kitchen. “Maverick!” he yelled as he carried Oliver toward his Alpha’s office.
“What happened?” Maverick asked as Cody deposited the bleeding mate onto the leather sofa.
“Rogue wolves in our back yard. They attacked Micah and Oliver. We need the doctor.” Cody pulled back his sleeve. Oliver could see blood oozing from the bites. With him being mated to a wolf, his body healed faster than an unmated human, but still not as fast as a wolf. If he weren’t mated, the blood would be flowing out like a river. Micah had explained the healing process to him, but it still made him nauseated to see the torn flesh on his own arm.
“Go get some clean bandages and antibiotics,” Maverick instructed Cody as he pulled his cell phone out.
Cody raced to the bathroom and got the supplies Maverick requested. Oliver knew they needed to stop the bleeding. He wet a washcloth and grabbed some gauze and antiseptic spray.
Cody ran back to Oliver with a wet towel and antiseptic spray. He wiped the blood away, but it still spilled from the holes. “This is gonna hurt like a bitch,” Cody warned as he sprayed the open wound.
“Son of a bitch! Damn, that hurts. Fuck.” Oliver threw out more curses, his arm feeling like he just stuck it into an open flame. He held his arm, kicking his legs out as the pain shot through his body. He wasn’t like his brother. He hated pain.
“I see you’re a potty mouth like Cecil,” Cody tried to joke. Oliver knew the guy was trying to get his mind off of the situation.
“Not really, just hurts. Where’s Micah? Why isn’t he back?” Oliver tried to stand, but Cody pushed him back down.
Cody cleared his throat. “I have to give you props. You aren’t afraid to defend what you deemed as yours. Even in that tunnel awhile back you stood up to the other Alpha. You may not have brawn, but you got plenty of courage.” Cody laughed. “Or stupidity.”
“It’s definitely not brains.” Oliver smiled. “I don’t know. When things go down, I don’t think. I just act.” Oliver tried again to stand.
“Stay.” Cody sprayed the wound again, and Oliver just hissed this time.
“I’m not a dog. I want my mate.” Oliver tried once more to get up, but Maverick stopped him.
“You will do as Cody asks. Micah is fine. He’s tough and can handle himself. Get yourself taken care of. Micah doesn’t need to worry that his mate isn’t being tended to.” Maverick looked over at Cody. “The doctor is over at the Eastern pack. He can’t make it any time soon.”
“We need our own doctor here. What about that one we paid when Tank got shot? Maybe if we offered him enough, he would stay full time?” Cody asked as he bandaged Oliver’s arm.
“I agree. We’ll discuss it later. Just get Oliver taken care of until our doc can get here. I have some rogues to kill.” Maverick stormed from his office.
“I think he’s pissed,” Oliver joked as he panted, his arm throbbing with pain.
“Methinks you are correct, young mate.” Cody laughed. He laid the tape on the bandage then wrapped it around a few times. “There. Good as new.” Cody stood and put his hand out for Oliver to grab, and he pulled him to his feet. “Now go wait for your stud to return.”
“I can do that.” Oliver saluted Cody. “Thanks for helping.”
“Anytime.”
* * * *
Micah limped back to the house. That had been one hell of a fight. Tank, Gunnar, and Evan came at the last moment to help. He was thankful when he saw Cody drag a kicking and screaming Oliver away. Now he needed to find his mate and see how bad his wound was. Maverick had come out in his wolf form. That was one badass wolf. The sheer size of their Alpha made men wet