Page 80 of Ren: Warlord Brides
While distributing water and rations to the captive females, Zalis had contacted a medical team. They arrived within the hour.
“No, I’m fine,” Gemma protested. “I want to see Emry.”
“Your ankle is fractured. You are unable to stand,” Ren said. “You are clearly injured. Your stubbornness only hurts yourself.”
“Where’s Emry? You’re him, aren’t you? The guy who broke her heart?” Gemma’s eyes narrowed, and she gave him a very assessing look, one she shared with Emmarae.
Brutal honesty seemed the only answer under such scrutiny. “Yes, I was the foolish male.”
“I expected you to look more like a cartoon devil.”
Ren did not know how to respond to that, so he said, “I swore to my mate that I would find you.”
“Good job. Here I am. Where’s my sister?”
“On Tholla, where you would be if you got on the shuttle and allowed the medics to do their job,” he said.
“Fine, but only because I’m dehydrated, and the room is a little spinny.”
“Stubborn female,” he muttered, picking her up in a cradle hold and carrying her to the medical shuttle.
“Swear that you’ll bring her to me. I need to see Emry. I need her.”
“I swear, female. I did not disarm eight crude bombs to send you back to Earth without speaking to your twin.”
“Yeah, I guess that would be a waste,” she said.
For some reason Ren could not fathom, Zalis chuckled.
Emry
“This is cool.” Thalia sat on the platform bed, swinging her feet like this was a treat and not a stark gray holding cell. “I’ve never been arrested before, which is surprising, you know, considering all the crime.”
“Why? I mean… why are you?” Desperately needing to burn off nervous energy, Emry paced the cell. It didn’t help.
“Relax. Now you can check off alien prison from your bucket list.”
“This isn’t a prison. This is a holding cell, and this is not fun or a good time,” Emry said.
“A little.”
“No.”
“Yeah, of course no, but also a little fun.”
Emry blinked. This woman was bananas. “I don’t like you.”
“You do.”
For fuck’s sake, she did.
“So, what’s the deal with the necklace?” Thalia asked.
Emry blinked. Thalia knew what the deal was. They had a big team meeting about it.
She opened her mouth to say this, only something snarky and witty, but Thalia tugged on her ear and pointed to the ceiling.
“Fine,don’ttell me,” Thalia said, tugging and pointing again.
