Evelyn’s POV
I tried to ignore the fluttering sensation that settled into my lower abdomen each time I shifted in Kane’s lap. The whole act felt rather silly. However, there was no denying the positive effect that his touch transferred to me while I was working.
Not a single moment while I was treating any of the rogues did I feel drained or tired. It was as though his presence—or rather his wolf’s presence acted as some kind of stabilizing agent.
It was almost soothing. As I felt my own abilities transfer into the patient, his touch restored what I was losing. I felt strangely balanced.
On the contrary, while administering my ability to invoke their vitals and brain activity, I found myself fighting a new struggle of my own. Arousal.
Thank Goddess, I was facing away from him. Oth
