Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43296 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43296 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Until she healed and they could explain to her what she was to them, he would set up quarters close to theirs. “Raimi, can you gather linens for her?”
“Erak, she’s our—”
He stopped Raimi from continuing by lifting his hand up. “I know, but let’s focus on getting her well. After that, we can discuss the fact we just found our mate, almost left her on that fucking planet, and that some motherfucker nearly took her from us.” He curled his hands into fists and vowed that the bastard better be dead or he’d die at his hands.
Raimi’s jaw clenched, but he nodded and turned to leave the room. He noticed Genet watching him. “She really is ours, Erak.”
It wasn’t a question, but there was certainly awe in his brother’s voice. Erak nodded but didn’t trust his voice. He was still barely leashing in his inner rage at her state.
“What the fuck happened?” Genet turned back around and started running his fingers over her body.
Genet was inspecting every single one of her wounds, measuring them, and deciding how to treat them.
“I don’t know, and we won’t until she is well enough to tell us.”
Genet gave a sharp nod but didn’t take his eyes off of Luna. In the next second, Genet was moving quickly and efficiently. He brought the x-ray machine over and scanned her whole body.
Her clothing was removed so he could really examine her, but it was done with a tenderness that Erak had never seen from his brother.
“Be calm, brother.” He wasn’t surprised to know Genet could sense his brewing rage. “Letting go will only make matters worse. Most of her injuries are only superficial, and once I give her proper nutrients, suture up the large cuts, and the healing gel works its way through her system, she should be fully healed within a day or two.”
Erak stood back and watched his brother work as the automated medical arm sutured the deeper cuts. After she was bandaged up, Genet ran a small ultraviolet wand across her inner arm, inserting an IV into her arm so hydration and nutrients could filter right into her veins.
Raimi strode into the room with a handful of clean linens in his arms only moments later.
“The room is ready.”
Erak grabbed the linens and draped them carefully over her body. He then lifted her, but a firm hand landed on his forearm, stopping him.
“What the fuck are you doing?” He glared at Genet and the almost accusation in his brother’s voice.
“I was just about to ask you the same thing.” Erak looked at where Genet had a hold on his arm.
“You can’t move her. She needs to stay stationary and heal.”
“No fucking way am I leaving her on this piece of metal. She’s going to rest in a bed.” Genet let go of his arm and sighed heavily.
“Brother.” Genet flicked his gaze to Luna then looked at Erak again. “She’s my mate, too. I’m not trying to make her uncomfortable. I just want her healed.” Erak gritted his teeth.
He knew his brother meant well and felt just as intensely for their female as he did, but Erak wouldn’t budge on this. He wanted her in his bed, but until she could acknowledge she was theirs as well, he would concede to let her sleep in a spare room.
“She’s sleeping in a bed, Genet.” He went to lift her, and Genet gripped his arm once more.
“Just be gentle.” He stared into his brother’s eyes and nodded.
“Always.” He walked out of the infirmary and into the spare bunk. Raimi had made the quarters up, and Erak gently laid her down on it. He sensed his brothers right behind him and said to Genet, “Can you get one of the thicker, Thorra pelts?”
The ship’s temperature adjusted automatically to each individual’s core temp, but she was now nude, and therefore, he wanted to make sure she didn’t get too cold. Genet handed him the pelt, and he draped it over the sheets that already covered her.
Erak stood above her and stared at her too pale face. Already, some of the swelling in her face had decreased, and he knew whatever medicinal concoctions Genet had created to aid in her healing would mend her quickly.
These caring and comforting emotions he had toward her were foreign but not unwelcome. Now that he knew she was his mate, everything changed. Had they been too high on the fact they wanted to bed a female before finding mates to bear their children that they hadn’t realized the prize that had been right in front of them?
Had their arrogant ways almost led them away from the one female the stars had made sure was theirs? He grew angry at himself and at his brothers for all of their blindness.
If they had just opened up their hearts and eyes, pushed away their sexual urges, they could have taken her away from all of this.