Page 184 of The Midnight Order
I nod at her.
“You have the DNA profile from the samples?” Asher asks.
“I’m working on it. I had extrapolated enough from all of us to make a full profile, but I’m still running it through all my systems to see if it’s anyone I’ve had in my lab before. If not, I can hack into some human systems and piggyback off their data to see if whoever’s blood was used to dose Silver is in their system.”
This has Lowell sitting back, but his hold on Silver doesn’t ease.
I hate that we went from what happened in the living room to what happened in the dungeon to here.
I’d rather be laid out on a makeshift bed on the floor with all of us wrapped up in bliss.
But this curse and whoever is fucking with us is determined to keep sticking their fingers into every happiness we might get our hands on.
“Who the hell would even know I have a gene to trigger?” Silver interjects. “Soliel was supposed to be the only one who knew. Someone had to know about me and know enough about your curse to do what they did.”
I sit back, rubbing my temples, as all the possibilities move through my brain like a code inside a computer, making me dizzy.
Asher senses my distress as if it were his own and intertwines my hand with his, giving each of us something to ground us.
“Who the fuck knows at this point? It’s going to come together in the end, but I damn well hope it’s not too late when it does,” Lowell says, standing.
Silver tucks under his arm, looking up at him, a little glassy-eyed from our earlier activities.
“We need more information from that box. We need to go through the damn thing once and for all,” Asher says, and Silverstiffens. “I know you wanted to do this your way and in your own time, but it seems we don’t have time for that, sweet girl.”
That has her relaxing, and vile thoughts of Silver sucking my cock while Asher’s fingers fucked my ass, dancing in my gray matter. That was the last time he called her that. And it’s been etched into my brain ever since.
“We do it together?” she asks, her gaze darting between the four of us.
“Tomorrow,” Lowell adds. “You need to eat and take your vitamins, and we need sleep.”
Silver bites her bottom lip, and Lowell cups her chin.
The way he looks at her is something I never thought I’d see. He’s falling for her, whether or not she knows it.
Fuck, he might’ve already fallen.
“Do I have to keep taking the vitamins? I’m like all of you, aren’t I?”
Once the first fang sunk into her vein, I put her on a strict regimen of vitamin B12, B9, vitamin C, and Iron. The combination boosts her red blood cell count and blood production, which is crucial if we’re going to continue to feed from her.
“No. You’re not like us. Not yet.” Lowell adds the last part with a touch of sadness in his tone, as if he doesn’t think he’ll ever see that side of Silver as he longs to.
“Come, little lamb. We’ll get you some food. Then, it’s off to bed with you. You’ve been a very naughty little thing lately; you need your sleep.” Lowell smacks her ass, and she squeaks, following him into the kitchen.
Jasper sighs and drops his head into his hands. “What a fucking mess.”
“We’ll get through it. We always do.”
He looks up at me, a speck of something unsaid in his eyes, and he leaves it that way as he gets up from the table and heads toward his study.
“I’m going to go to the dungeon and clean up. I’ll see you in bed?” Asher whispers in my ear.
I turn into his warmth, kissing his lips briefly. “You will. I’m exhausted. The machines shouldn’t be done until morning, anyhow.”
“Good.” He kisses my nose. “I sleep better beside you.”
I’m still giddy from his words when I glimpse something moving beyond the French doors to the right of the table.
