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Probably because it was so distressing to see him so badly injured. Not that she was about to admit that. Sighing, knowing she was giving in on a battle she probably shouldn't, she followed Cilia into the office. The woman walked to a wall cabinet and pointed out a door at the back of the room. "Shower. You go first. I'll leave some clothes inside the door."
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    Kendall frowned. "I can't believe you have anything that'll fit me."
    Cilia grinned. "Trust me."
    Not likely. The smile wasn't malicious, but it set Kendall's guard up. Fuck it. She didn't have another option right now. She walked into the bathroom, stripped, and stepped into the shower. The door opened and closed as she let the hot water pound over her flesh, as she scrubbed the stink of blood from her skin. None of it had actually touched her, but she smelled it, felt coated with it all the same. It was always like this after a battle triage.
    Daggar was growing impatient. She felt him, almost heard him snapping out orders to the warriors around him, while at the same time he tried to command her, cajole her to hurry. She had a sudden image of them together, him leaning over her, holding her hands high above her head. Kissing her gently, tenderly, knowing the dominance to come, knowing how it would thrill her. She hurried up.
    After toweling off, she reached for the pants Cilia had left. They were the same style she'd seen other Delroi women wearing, with a fitted waist and loose legs. She groaned. If they belonged to the much smaller woman, they'd never fit. They did and Kendall spared a moment to wonder who they belonged to.
    She reached for the shirt with a rising sense of dread. The idea of exposing her belly, of showcasing her boobs, didn't thrill her. Daggar seemed to growl in her head, trying to hurry her up. Better get it over with. She pulled the shirt on. 78
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    It molded her body, but it wasn't tight, the fabric soft and supple, cupping her breasts. She stepped back to get a better look in the mirror. It was ... okay. The outfit showcased her curves but didn't make her feel lumpy. It was actually really comfortable. She reached for the doorknob and stepped into the room. Cilia was standing by the door and smiled her approval before slipping into the restroom. Kendall walked through the small office and paused at the entry to the larger room. Daggar was surrounded by his warriors and she couldn't see him. He must have said something, because the man blocking her view stepped aside. Daggar crooked his finger, motioning her forward while continuing to listen to one of the others. She approached cautiously, unsure of what to expect and knowing he was angry to find her there. Plus he was the Overchief, king of the warriors to all intents and purposes. What did that make her? He kept insisting she was his and even that she outranked Laney here. That had to put her on at least equal footing with everyone else in the room. She tilted her chin up as she stopped next to him. He flashed a smile at her, taking her hand in his and gliding his thumb over her knuckles. Fire licked through her body at the contact and she fought it viciously. He was injured. She shouldn't want to kick everyone out and jump his bones. Thankfully, Cilia's entrance prevented her from making the demand.
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    his wrist, took his pulse. Shit. Kendall should have thought of that. He distracted her too damned much.
    "You need to go into the rejuvenating tank." Huh? The what?
    "No," he answered, his tone implacable. She knew he wouldn't accept an argument about it.
    "What is it?" Kendall asked the other woman. She nodded towards the end of the room and Kendall turned to see what looked like a glass fronted closet.
    "We put him in, fill it with healing gel and it speeds up