material wrapped around the wound and cursed silently when he saw the obvious infection. Mak grabbed the bag and dumped the items out on the desk next to Tansy. There was a small satellite phone like the one Cosmos gave him, a small device that looked like a computer, and a small box. Opening the box, Mak found two bandages and a small tube of ointment , n othing else.
Mak reached into the front inside pocket of his vest and pulled out the small kit all warriors carried into battle. Inside were several pain patches, a couple of sealant patches, and a mist with antigens that killed bacteria and viruses that caused infections. He placed one of the pain patches on the side of his mate’s neck and counted to ten slowly. Reaching down he sliced through the wound, pulling the few stitches that remained out and letting the infection pour out with the fresh blood. Picking up the HM mist, he sprayed the length of the wound, watching as it foamed up before dissipating. Once it was done, he pulled the skin together and laid a sealant patch over it. It would not come off until the wound was healed.
Satisfied he had done what he could to care for his mate’s wounds, he pulled the satellite phone out of his vest and pushed the power button. He quickly spoke the passcode into it and waited for Cosmos to answer.
“Mak, did you find her?” Cosmos anxious voice sounded immediately.
“Yes,” Mak answered.
“Yes, what?” Cosmos practically yelled. “Is she okay? Let me talk to her.”
“No,” Mak replied. “Is the gateway working?”
“Uh, no. And what did you mean ‘no’? Why can’t I talk to Tansy?” Cosmos asked anxiously.
Mak looked down at the shivering figure of his mate. He needed to find a warm place where he could bath e her, feed her, and care for her until she was stronger. He needed to take her home!
“She is unconscious. I have cared for her wounds but she needs additional healing. I must find a place where I can take care of her properly. When will the gateway be working?” Mak asked tersely.
“It is going to be at least forty-eight hours or more before I can get it up and going. The surged of power when you went through it burnt out some of the circuit boards. I have to rebuild them. It also knocked out power to a quarter of the city. I need to work on a different power structure. I’ve had the power company, the police, and the state calling me bitching about it,” Cosmos said in frustration.
“Cosmos, my mate needs care. She is very ill,” Mak said quietly. “I worry she will become too weak to survive.”
Cosmos released a deep breath that could be heard over the satellite phone clearly. “I’ve called Natasha and Helene. They are just waiting for the word where to pick you two up. I have your location on the tracking device. Thank God I have backup generators for RITA and some of my other equipment. I’ll call them. You’ll know it is them. Natasha has dark blonde hair. Helene has short hair. God only knows what color it is this week. Last time I saw her it was blue.”
Mak grunted as he put a hand down to still Tansy who was beginning to moan a little louder. “Call them,” Mak said and hung up.
He pocketed the satellite phone and gently reached down to draw Tansy’s shivering body back against his hard one. He moved over to the wall near the door where he would have a clear view of the door leading out into the street. His hand shook as he gently raised her left hand up in the dim light until he could see her palm. In the center, the intricate circles of the mating rite were clearly visible. He brought her hand to his mouth and pressed a kiss to the center of it in wonder. She was his! Overwhelming feelings of joy, protectiveness, and possession poured through him until he wanted to roar out a challenge to any who would try to harm her.
He felt her move restlessly in his arms. Pressing a kiss to her hot forehead, he leaned back and watched as her eyes fluttered open. Even in the
Mak reached into the front inside pocket of his vest and pulled out the small kit all warriors carried into battle. Inside were several pain patches, a couple of sealant patches, and a mist with antigens that killed bacteria and viruses that caused infections. He placed one of the pain patches on the side of his mate’s neck and counted to ten slowly. Reaching down he sliced through the wound, pulling the few stitches that remained out and letting the infection pour out with the fresh blood. Picking up the HM mist, he sprayed the length of the wound, watching as it foamed up before dissipating. Once it was done, he pulled the skin together and laid a sealant patch over it. It would not come off until the wound was healed.
Satisfied he had done what he could to care for his mate’s wounds, he pulled the satellite phone out of his vest and pushed the power button. He quickly spoke the passcode into it and waited for Cosmos to answer.
“Mak, did you find her?” Cosmos anxious voice sounded immediately.
“Yes,” Mak answered.
“Yes, what?” Cosmos practically yelled. “Is she okay? Let me talk to her.”
“No,” Mak replied. “Is the gateway working?”
“Uh, no. And what did you mean ‘no’? Why can’t I talk to Tansy?” Cosmos asked anxiously.
Mak looked down at the shivering figure of his mate. He needed to find a warm place where he could bath e her, feed her, and care for her until she was stronger. He needed to take her home!
“She is unconscious. I have cared for her wounds but she needs additional healing. I must find a place where I can take care of her properly. When will the gateway be working?” Mak asked tersely.
“It is going to be at least forty-eight hours or more before I can get it up and going. The surged of power when you went through it burnt out some of the circuit boards. I have to rebuild them. It also knocked out power to a quarter of the city. I need to work on a different power structure. I’ve had the power company, the police, and the state calling me bitching about it,” Cosmos said in frustration.
“Cosmos, my mate needs care. She is very ill,” Mak said quietly. “I worry she will become too weak to survive.”
Cosmos released a deep breath that could be heard over the satellite phone clearly. “I’ve called Natasha and Helene. They are just waiting for the word where to pick you two up. I have your location on the tracking device. Thank God I have backup generators for RITA and some of my other equipment. I’ll call them. You’ll know it is them. Natasha has dark blonde hair. Helene has short hair. God only knows what color it is this week. Last time I saw her it was blue.”
Mak grunted as he put a hand down to still Tansy who was beginning to moan a little louder. “Call them,” Mak said and hung up.
He pocketed the satellite phone and gently reached down to draw Tansy’s shivering body back against his hard one. He moved over to the wall near the door where he would have a clear view of the door leading out into the street. His hand shook as he gently raised her left hand up in the dim light until he could see her palm. In the center, the intricate circles of the mating rite were clearly visible. He brought her hand to his mouth and pressed a kiss to the center of it in wonder. She was his! Overwhelming feelings of joy, protectiveness, and possession poured through him until he wanted to roar out a challenge to any who would try to harm her.
He felt her move restlessly in his arms. Pressing a kiss to her hot forehead, he leaned back and watched as her eyes fluttered open. Even in the
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