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Her mate reached up to snag Grace out of the air when she sailed towards him. “You’re amazing, Grace,” he said and planted a kiss on her cheek before putting her down.

“I know,” the kid boasted, then staggered over to a chair to sit down. Angel had scrambled beneath the chair when the noisy group had startled her. She leaped up onto the chair and curled up on Grace’s lap, purring loudly.

In the infirmary, Monica began to wake up from the anesthetic. She moved both legs, then her eyes popped open. “I can feel my feet,” she said. “Both of them,” she added in awe, eyes locking onto Nazab’s face.

“It worked, female,” he said. “You’re even more perfect now.”

Sitting up, Mon stared at her left leg in disbelief. She wiggled her toes, then bent her knee. She had full sensation in the new limb Sinai had created for her. Looking at the two cambions who were responsible for this miracle, she burst into tears. “How can I ever repay you two for this?” she sobbed.

“You don’t need to, sister,” Sinai said as she and Qiana moved closer to hug her.

“You should thank Grace for coming up with the idea,” the doc said wryly. “And my mate for his precise swordsmanship.”

“I’ve severed countless limbs during our past wars,” Kochab said with a shrug. “I’m glad I could use my skills to assist my mate with this operation.”

Monica swung her legs over the side of the bed and gingerly stood up. Naz held her arm as she adjusted to having two feet. She took a few faltering steps and Koach moved to her. She hugged him tightly with tears still pouring down her face.

“Where’s Grace?” Monica asked when she released her knight.

“I’m here!” the kid called out. “We’re all in the great room, waiting for you!”

“I only have one shoe that fits me,” Mon realized when she saw her white sneaker sitting on the floor behind the screen where she’d left it. “I’ve always thrown out the left shoes. Now I can keep both of them.” It was that simple realization that made this feel real to her.

“I’ll make you as many shoes as you want,” Sin said with misty eyes.

Nazab escorted his barefoot female to the door and she gained more confidence with each step. By the time they reached the great room, her gait had smoothed out. Monica strode into the room, heading directly for the youngest member of their family. She came to a stop in front of Grace, who rose to her feet. “I owe you more than I can ever repay you, Grace,” Mon said solemnly.

“You don’t owe me anything,” the kid said bashfully. “But it would be nice if you two could become bonded right now, so we can celebrate,” she added slyly. “Today seems like a good day to have an epic party.”

Monica would have done anything for the kid and she’d already decided to become bonded to her knight. “I’ll race you to our bedroom,” she said to Nazab, then she became a blur of speed. For the first time in her life, Monica didn’t just walk without the aid of a prosthesis. She ran.

Chapter Forty-Seven

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NAZAB CAUGHT UP TO his female just as she reached the door to what would now become their shared bedroom. She laughed in pure joy when he picked her up and whirled her around. Then she wrapped both legs around him and kissed him until they were both breathless. “Now I don’t have to worry about my prosthesis falling off,” she said with a grin.

Striding into the room, Naz shut and locked the door, then muted the bedroom so they would have privacy. “You were already beautiful, but I’m glad you’re finally truly happy now,” he said.

“I still can’t believe Qi fixed me,” Monica said. “It’s going to take a long time to get used to it.” Squeezing his muscular waist with her legs, she locked her ankles together. “Maybe it won’t take all that long after all,” she mused in delight.

“My brothers told me we just need to reach for each other’s minds and our bond should snap into place,” Naz said as he crossed to the bed.

“The girls told me the same thing,” she said. They’d both spent some time with the knights and cambions alone last night. The females had told her what to expect, as well as one change she wasn’t sure her knight was aware of yet.

“Let’s wait until the right moment,” Nazab requested. He wanted to join minds with her when they were at the peak of their pleasure.

“Just say the word and I’ll be ready,” Mon said breathlessly. He put her down and they began stripping each other naked. His body was sheer perfection and she ran her hands over his sculpted muscles. She’d always been a bit shy about taking her clothes off in front of men, which was one of the reasons why she hadn’t slept around. Now, all of her fears and inhibitions were gone. She knew he’d already desired her, but her confidence had been given a huge boost.

Nazab’s large hands were gentle as he removed her blue hospital gown. She was wearing underwear beneath it, but they were quickly tossed aside. Monica tried to shove his jeans down, but his shaft was in the way. “Let me get that for you,” she said and slid her hand into his boxer shorts. Her warrior sucked in a breath when she wrapped her hand around him. “You’re way bigger than anyone I’ve ever seen before,” she said as she freed him from his jeans.

“You make me harder than I’ve ever been before,” Naz said wryly. He couldn’t wait to sink into her depths.

Kissing and touching each other, they lay down on the bed. He kissed his way down to her groin and worked his female into a frenzy with his mouth. Monica cried out in pleasure when she climaxed and he felt her reaching for his mind. “Not just yet, my sweet,” he said in a husky tone.

“Hurry,” Mon urged him, desperate to become bonded by now. She knew their pleasure would be far greater once they were joined.

Nazab eased into her and her legs hooked around his thighs, opening her wider for him. He’d never thought she would become whole, but it wouldn’t have mattered to him if her new sisters hadn’t been able to repair her leg. The fact that she felt complete was all that mattered. She pulled his head down for a scorching kiss that he felt all the way to his toes. “Make me yours, my perfect knight,” she murmured into his ear.