Page 69 of Shadow Warrior
“I’m okay.”
“She isn’t,” the medic said.
The wordsfuck youwere on the tip of my tongue, but then Brady was striding into the room with Devon and Aidan in tow.
He swept the room with his dark gaze, taking in the scene. “Carlo, Justice’s too pale.”
“Aidan, wrap this wound,” Carlo said.
Aidan didn’t question but took over from Carlo.
Shit, I felt tired. “Yeah, I think I’m done.”
I slumped in my seat, but Brady caught me. The needle slid out of my skin, and then I was hauled up into Brady’s arms.
“Feed,” he ordered.
Damn, I’d hoped to do this later, in our bedchamber, alone and sexy.
“Whoa, TMI, Justice,” Aidan said.
Wait, had I said that out loud?
“It’s okay,” Brady said. “Just feed.”
I didn’t need telling a third time. My fangs sank gratefully into his jugular, and his sweet, delicious blood filled my mouth. Damn, he tasted good. Potent.
“Sit,” Carlo snapped.
Brady lowered himself onto a chair with me on his lap. I held him tight, sucking hard as he let out an involuntarily groan.
“Man.” Devon’s tone was gruff. “You guys need to give me something to do. Now.”
“You can give me a hand with this wound.” Aidan’s tone was thick too.
“Holy pheromones, Batman,” Carlo drawled.
Brady’s chest rumbled in warning, and irritation flared in the pit of my stomach. Not my emotions. Brady’s.
Looked like ogres didn’t like an audience. I retracted my fangs and laved the wound to seal it before pulling back.
“Thank you.” I kissed his jaw.
He rubbed my back and pressed a kiss to my temple.
I climbed off my mate’s lap, and there was a collective sigh of relief from the other guys in the room. Even the medic looked relieved.
Lloyd groaned and opened his eyes, and suddenly everyone’s attention was on the injured nightblood.
Carlo sat up straighter. “Hey, man. How you feeling?”
“Like I got hit by a truck.” Lloyd ran a hand over his face. “What happened? Shit. The trap.” He looked down at his ankle, all neatly bandaged. “Damn, they could have warned us they’d set traps.”
“Fucking overkill,” Devon growled.
“You could have died,” Aidan added in a softer tone. “If Justice hadn’t busted out her shadows …” His hazel gaze flicked my way. “I thought you could shadow hop, but that … how did you do that?”
“I don’t know.”
