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is clean and doesn’t have a permanent ‘don’t use’ sign on the door.”
    She hadn’t noticed any signs. “Why is Lord Wolfe sleeping in the middle of the day?”
    “I’d be amazed if he is.” Gabriel was already heading briskly toward the door, adding without pause, “I will have your trunks sent up.”
    Brooke might have thanked him if the door hadn’t closed so quickly and she weren’t wondering now if the wolf was as ill-tempered as her father, if he needed to be tiptoed around. And then she was staring at another door, one that could very well connect to Lord Wolfe’s room, and all sorts of alarming thoughts entered her head, the worst of which was that the wolf would have easy access to pounce on her while she slept!

Chapter Nine

    G ABRIEL ARRIVED JUST AS Dr. Bates was leaving. Bates paused to give him the same instructions he’d given everyone else in the room. Dominic caught Gabe’s expression and might have laughed if it wouldn’t hurt, but it would. They’d all been right. He had ripped open his stitches and had been forced to cut short his ride. But the doctor’s embarrassing lecture had done what the ride was supposed to do—temporarily distract him from his anger.
    Carl, the servant assigned to stay with him to fetch whatever he needed today, sat in a chair by the door. Carl had winced in sympathy when the doctor had given his instructions. Dominic’s valet, Andrew, was also in the suite, but he was busy in the dressing room.
    Gabriel closed the door after the doctor left and approached the bed. “Leeches? Really?”
    “Whatever you wrote in the message that summoned Bates here again apparently led him to bring bloodsuckers,” Dominic replied. “He warned he won’t be available for the next few daysbecause he’s committed to visit patients up north, but he’s confident the leeches will soon bring down this fever. That is his opinion, not mine.”
    With his wounded leg left bare on top of the bedsheet, the leeches by the restitched wound were quite visible. Gabriel refused to look at them and stared instead at Dominic’s dog sleeping on the foot of the bed.
    After a moment Gabriel shook his head and picked up a tan hair off the sheet. “You shouldn’t allow that mutt in here, at least not while you are being leeched. He’s shedding. You don’t want dog hair in the wound, d’you?”
    “Wolf is fine. He’s worried about me. He refused to leave when Carl tried to get him out. You can take a horse brush to him later if you’re worried about him shedding.” Then, turning to the matter uppermost on his mind, Dominic asked, “Was it the Whitworth’s daughter in that coach?”
    “Indeed.”
    “How did she like the tower?”
    Gabriel glanced back to nod at Carl to leave the room before he met Dominic’s eyes. “We didn’t find out.”
    “She’s already left?”
    “No, actually, Lady Whitworth is probably quite happy with her room.”
    Dominic immediately frowned. “Where did you put her, Gabriel?”
    The reply was mumbled so low Dominic didn’t hear it. He was too drained to repeat himself, so he waited, staring pointedly at his friend.
    Gabriel finally sighed and said in a louder tone, “Next door.”
    “Gabe,” Dominic said warningly.
    “Well, Ella’s room is locked and will always be locked. And your old room can’t be used because you left most of your childhood mementos in it.”
    “There are numerous bedrooms on this floor! How dare you presume to put my enemy’s sister—”
    “Wait! Don’t bite my head off until you’re stronger, and—I really didn’t have a choice. None of the guest rooms are kept readied because anyone who wants to visit you and stay for a time gives you prior warning so that rooms can be prepared for them. Those were your mother’s instructions, which you never bothered to change. So only these family rooms at the back of the house are kept spotless at all times. As for that particular room next to yours, your grandmother had that