Vicious Submissive (BoyxBoy)

Vengence: Cyrus POV

Blinding light assaulted my eyes as I forced them open. I jumped up instantly, remembering the fight with Tyler and company. My chest and head protested angrily, causing me to growl from the waves of pain. I hear something fall to the ground and look towards the sound, half expecting to find Tyler or any of my other attackers. Instead, I find an anxious-looking female wolf in a white lab coat. Keeping her in my peripheral, I take in my surroundings. I'm in a nice-sized room with a small, tan, leather love seat and a medium-sized TV mounted to the wall. The bed, I realize I'm on, resembles the ones I've seen in hospitals on TV. There's an IV in my arm going to, what looks, and smells like, a saline bag. My eyes travel towards the constant beeping sound that has been present since my eyes opened. It looks like a heart monitor.

 "Young Luna? You're in the pack infirmary. Don't move too much, you have a concussion and your bones need to mend."

I flicked my eyes back to the brown-haired female who had started to approach me with a clipboard now in her hand. I kept my gaze emotionless but let out a warning growl. She stopped her approach. She seemed harmless enough, but I don't know who she is, and that was enough to make sure she kept her distance. I looked down at my body, while still keeping an eye on her, and realized I was in a hospital gown. This instantly made me uncomfortable. I hugged myself, with the arm that wasn't throbbing, and backed up, putting as much distance between me and the female as I could manage. I growled again, and she backed up, putting her hands up and sighing. It was at this moment the door opened and the smell of chocolate mint flowed into the room. Leo looked at me with a relieved expression as he walked over. I relaxed slightly at his presence. He took in my position and looked in my eyes concerned,

 "What's wrong, love?"

I flicked my eyes towards the female, who looked both exasperated and relieved, before lowering my eyes and tightening the hold I had on myself. Leo got the message, thank goodness, and asked her to leave. I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding and growled softly from the pain. A touch on my arm caused me to look up at Leo,

 "Baby, you need to lay down and rest. You have three broken ribs, a broken arm, and a concussion. You shouldn't be sitting up like this for, at least, another day."

I nodded, and he helped me lie down before pressing a kiss to my forehead,

 "I'm sorry I didn't get there sooner. I knew I had a bad feeling, I just didn't know-"

 "That's right."

He looked towards me in confusion,

 "What?"

 "You didn't know, Leo. So why exactly are you apologizing?"

He opened his mouth, probably to say something about being a good mate who can protect me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his shirt, pulling him down 'til his lips met mine. I bit his lip gently and pulled back,

 "You're a perfect mate. Perfectly imperfect like me, and I love it. So stop beating yourself up over things you can't control. Tyler will get his."

I emphasized the last part with a smirk before kissing him again and releasing his shirt. He smiled at me as he stood again. He pulled over the chair, that I now noticed, was sitting in the corner under the TV. As he sat next to me, he held up a TV remote in one hand and his phone in the other,

 "Music or TV."

I smirked. Recently, I'd discovered music streaming and was enjoying the non-stop music I now had access to. I'd even found a few musicians I really enjoyed. I pointed towards the phone,