Free Tracking Trisha by S. E. Smith Page B

wiping her hand across her brow. “Breathe deep, sweetheart, and try to relax as much as you can.” She kept repeating over and over softly.

    Ariel moved down to Trisha’s leg and began massaging it. “I should never have let you take on those men.” Ariel said in remorse as she continued to massage Trisha’s calf and thigh muscles. “You need to tell us when you are in pain before it gets too bad. You know what happens if you push too hard.”

    “What is wrong with her?” Kelan asked desperately. His eyes were focused on the pale, clammy face of his mate. Tiny white lines of pain were etched around her mouth and she was trying to breathe deeply through her nose; but instead, small quick gasps were slipping past her tightened lips.

    His symbiosis was moving over Trisha’s entire body, pausing and shaking as she moved. He laid his hand on top of it so thick gold bands would form around his wrists and he could connect to what it was doing to his mate. His breath caught in his throat as wave after wave of intense pain flooded him.

    “What is wrong with her?” Kelan demanded harshly glaring first at Carmen then at Ariel.

    Carmen just shook her head and looked away. When Kelan realized he would get nothing out of her, he turned his gaze on Ariel, daring her to not tell him. His mate was obviously in excruciating pain and he wanted to know why.

Chapter 6

    Trisha rolled over frowning. She stared up at the ceiling focusing on her body. She didn’t hurt. She slowly moved her feet back and forth and up and down. Nope, no pain. She thought confused. She pulled her knees up slightly, waiting for the pain in her lower back to warn her she had been l ying still too long. Nothing ! She lifted her arms up and stretched towards the ceiling rotating her wrists back and forth, still nothing, nada, zip. Where was the pain through her shoulders and neck? A movement on the bed next to her made her smile. Turning her head, she let out a small yelp. Instead of the big golden dog she was used to seeing next to her there was a huge, dark haired man with golden eyes.

    Trisha scooted over to the edge of the bed as fast as she could, taking the top cover with her. She could feel the soft cloth of the bedspread against her skin so she knew she wasn’t wearing her borrowed clothes anymore.

    “What in the hell are you doing in my bed?” Trisha squeaked. She pushed her heavy mane of curly hair out of her face as she sat up.

    “Actually, this is my bed and you are the one in it with me.” Kelan responded with a slight curve to his lips. His mate looked beautiful with her hair all tousled and curly around her. Kelan felt the low rumble of a purr as his dragon woke and responded to the presence of his mate so close and delectable.

    Trisha frowned at Kelan in confusion. “You know what I mean. How did I get here and where are my clothes? Where are Carmen and Ariel? Did you say you have Cara too? When are you taking us home? And, why don’t I hurt anymore?” She finished breathlessly. God, he was so cute! She was having a terrible time keeping her eyes and her thoughts above his chin.

    Kelan folded his arms under his head as he leaned back against the pillows. The movement pulled the covers further down his chest until they rested just above his hips. His lips twitched when he saw the color rise in his mate’s cheeks and she turned her head slightly to the side as if she was uncomfortable at seeing his body. She would have to get over those feelings very quickly if that were the case. He planned on being around her a lot without his, or her, clothes on.

    “That is a lot of questions. I carried you here, I removed ‘my’ clothes from you, your two friends are locked up so they cannot do any more damage to my ship or my men, and yes, the one you call Cara is also on board although we are trying to find her again after her little experiment in engineering. As for you not hurting anymore…” Kelan began roughly as he remembered