Page 56 of I Married Kayog
And then Kayog went limp, the glow instantly fading from his eyes and hands.
“It’s done,” the human said in a trembling voice, before backing away from the bed.
Something broke inside of me. I hugged Kayog’s unconscious form and wept.
Chapter 13
Linsea
Ididn’t resist when someone pulled the blaster from my hand. There would be serious consequences to my actions. On top of stealing the weapon from an Enforcer, I had shot someone in front of multiple witnesses. The fact that I had known the weapon to be set at a non-lethal charge didn’t make my crime any less serious. At least, I wouldn’t be charged with attempted murder…
…or so I hoped.
But even that held little importance to me. My heart was breaking in too many pieces while guilt tore me apart. Kayog’s voice begging me to set him free played in a loop in my mind. Despite my inability to feel his emotions, the blatant agony in his voice, in his body, in his eyes as he pleaded for mercy would haunt me for the rest of my life. I wanted to believe that it wasn’t my selfish need to keep him that had driven me to refuse to grant him his request. Claiming it didn’t play a part in it would be an obvious lie. But he had fought so hard and for so long, givingup now when the best doctors in the galaxy would look for a solution made no sense.
But what if they can’t fix him? What if I’ve only prolonged his torture?
Tears rolled freely down my face as I held on to his limp body, stasis cheating me out of the comfort of listening to his heartbeat.
Too lost in my dark thoughts and sorrow, I blocked out the animated voices intensely debating around me. It wasn’t until a hand shook my shoulder that I finally lifted my head to refocus on my surroundings.
The male nurse who had put my mate in stasis was standing next to me, a portable scanner in his hand as he gave me an inquisitive look.
“What?” I asked, confused as to what he wanted.
“I need you to sit for a moment so that I can scan you,” he said in a soothing voice. “I understand that you were among the people at the Convention Center when the blast occurred. We need to make sure you are not… affected.”
The way he hesitated before speaking that last word, and judging by the emotions emanating from him, he believed that what he perceived as my psychotic behavior might have been caused by some side effect of the blast that rocked the center.
I wanted to argue, but kept my mouth shut and complied. As he ran the device mainly around my head, I glanced at the two Temern doctors still engaged in an intense conversation with the Enforcers. Having fully recovered from the stun, the blue doctor appeared even angrier than his companion. Moments later, the door opened on the blessed sight of two doctors who I recognized as working for the UPO. I’d never directly interacted with them, but I had seen them on a few occasions while visiting my Nana.
Despite my unease at one of them being a Temern, the absence of aggression towards my mate emanating from him reassured me that he would be safe… at least for now.
“You have some slight cerebral swelling from the blast, but you otherwise seem unscathed,” the male nurse said, reclaiming my attention. “I can give you some painkillers if your head hurts, or—”
“No, thank you. I’m good,” I said absentmindedly, wanting to focus on what the doctors were doing.
My stomach dropped upon seeing Colin also entering the room, his expression stern, if not icy cold. Gone was the semi-friend who I usually enjoyed pleasant conversations with. This man was the Director of the Enforcers on a mission. While he wasn’t broadcasting threatening emotions as far as Kayog was concerned, they no longer held the warmth and keen interest he’d expressed before. This time, he was looking at a potential threat to be assessed and then dealt with accordingly.
Why the fuck are they all so afraid of him?!
“You are fools to keep that damn thing alive,” the blue doctor hissed. “But he’s your problem now. Just take that fucking abomination out of this hospital before he kills everyone.”
“What is your damn problem?!” I exclaimed, disbelieving.
“My problem is—”
“Leaving,” Colin interrupted, his voice as cold as the stare he leveled on the doctor. “As you can see, our people are preparing him for transfer. We’ll be gone in the next few minutes.”
“Can’t be soon enough,” he retorted, anger and contempt filling his voice.
The UPO doctors transferred Kayog onto a hover stretcher, shifting him to their own stasis device before giving Colin a stiff nod.
“See? Off we go,” he said to the doctor in a voice heavy with sarcasm.
Agent Murphy and her colleague led the way out of the room, followed by the UPO doctors flanking Kayog’s hover stretcher—one in the front, the other in the back. I hurried after them, only to have Colin grab my upper arm, stopping me.
“Not so fast,” he said in a harsh tone. “You’re coming with me.”
