Page 165 of G.O.D.S Omnibus

“What breakthrough? Why won’t you tell me anything worth knowing?”

“Sedate her and keep her that way. It will be easier on all of us. I want updates when she is ready.”

“She should be ready within a few hours,” the nurse says, pulling out a syringe from her pocket and injecting it straight into the port of my IV bag. An icy blast sears through my veins and my eyes slowly flutter closed.

Consciousness returns to my body, but I’m all out of sorts as my heart pounds and nausea washes over me. I blink my eyes open but find I’m still in the same room. What is he doing to me?

The sounds of screams reach my ears, and nurses rush around in a panic, tightening the already turbulent anxiety in mygut. “What’s going on?!” I croak out, thrashing around on the bed to which I’m still unfortunately strapped.

“We can’t stay. They found us. He said we were safe in this section. That it was undetectable,” one says as she types away on the computer, before racing out of the room.

“What’s going on?!” I scream. “Somebody help me!”

The door she just ran through opens again and Brennan steps inside like an avenging angel. His face is nothing but a blank mask as he raises his gun with his finger on the trigger.

“No,” I scream, sobs breaking out.

It’s too late—the nurse that was still in my room slumps to the floor with a bullet hole in her head. Brennan is void of all emotion as he looks at her; I’ve never seen him like this, my sweet cardigan-turned-suit-wearing Brennan.

“Brennan,” I whisper hoarsely, my voice scratchy from screaming.

His head snaps to me, and whatever was running through his mind disappears. He holsters his gun and races to the bed, undoing the restraints at my legs. Once my legs are free, he moves up my body, unbuckling the straps holding down my wrists with shaky hands. The moment both of my arms are free, I slide from the bed and into his arms. He catches me easily, pulling me flush against his trembling body and smooths my hair down the back of my head.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispers in my ear. “I’m so fucking sorry.” His embrace is tight, easing the tension in my body, and his scent of worn leather and whiskey calms the anxiety in my stomach.

Gunshots echo just outside the door, making me cling tighter to him. The door to the room opens and Brennan reaches for his gun as we both turn to look. Kai pokes his head in, and a look of relief crosses his face as his sage-green eyes lock onto mine.

“Hey, Princess, now isn’t the time to be slacking off. We have an army of men headed our way. We need to get you out of here.” He takes in my body wrapped around Brennan and smiles. “Nice outfit.”

I look down at the gown I’m wearing and shake my head.

Gunshots ring out again, and Kai ducks back out the door. Brennan shifts my body to the side, pulls out his gun, and heads for the door.

“I can walk.”

“I’m not letting you go, Angel. Never again.”

This is the first time he has ever called me Angel, let alone used anything other than my name. My eyes tear up and I bury my head in his neck. I may not be an angel, but for Brennan I will sure as hell try.

He pulls the door open and pokes his head out, ready to take down our enemies, but finds the hallway clear. Kai and Davis are both standing further down the hall, guns drawn and dead bodies scattered at their feet.

“She’s safe! Everybody retreat,” Kai shouts. But then his brows drop and his face contorts in anger.

“Don’t be fucking idiots, get out of there now!” Davis growls out.

Thoroughly confused, I look to Brennan for an explanation and notice he has an earpiece in, like the ones we used on our assignment. Everyone must be wearing one.

I reach up and pluck the little device from Brennan’s ear and shove it into mine.

“Please don’t do anything reckless.”

“Tenshi?”

“Yes, it’s me. Creed, please just leave.”

“It’s not that simple,” he mutters. “We need to put a stop to this before it escalates.”

Another voice comes over the line. “Baby, we’re not leaving until we have his head on a platter. Chester, Creed, and I will try our best to make it back to you, but if we don’t—I love you.”

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