dim light he could see they were glassy and unfocused.
“Where… what…,” Tansy whispered in a husky voice.
“Shush, you are safe. I will not allow anything to harm you,” Mak quietly calmed her.
Tansy frowned up at the huge man holding her. She fought to clear her vision but she didn’t seem to have the strength. She swallowed and turned her head into the warm chest. It felt so good to be held, to feel safe for at least a little while.
“I don’t understand you,” Tansy muttered softly before letting her eyes close again. “I don’t understand…,” she said as her voice faded.
Mak cursed. He forgot to implant the translator. He watched as her eyelids fluttered closed again. Her breathing was slower, calmer as well. He needed to give her a massive dose of the HM mist to help with the fever burning through her body. He felt in his breast pocket until he touched the casing for the translator implant. Pulling it out, he tilted her head to the side. Carefully brushing her thick hair to the side, he inserted the small cylinder into her ear and injected the nano-translator. He turned her head and repeated the process. He slid the device back into his pocket before reaching for the small medical kit again. Opening it, he removed the HM mist and sprayed it under her nose several times until he felt confident she had received enough. Almost immediately, he felt her body relax as the heat began to fade. Her breathing slipped to a calmer, deeper one letting him know she had fallen into a deep sleep.
It was almost two hours later that the headlights of a transport light up the street. Mak watched as the car slowed and moved down the street a short distance before making a U-turn and parking along the curb across from the building he and Tansy were in. Mak rose easily, making sure he didn’t disturb Tansy until he stood, watching through narrow eyes. The driver’s side door opened and a slender figure emerged. The figure was wearing a thick coat that covered most of the figure’s legs. He couldn’t see the face that was turned away from him. A fur cap covered the figure’s head. A moment later another figure emerged. This one was wearing a short leather jacket, short blonde hair with blue spikes were clearly visible.
The figures looked around before the one with the blue spikes nodded before crossing the street toward them. Mak watched as the one wearing the long coat moved down the sidewalk peering into the buildings. He drew back a little as the one with the spiked hair approached with an easy gait. She peered into the window before moving toward the door. Mak palmed one of his short knives. She gripped the handle, pausing when she found it turned easily. She turned and said something softly before moving to enter.
“Hello?” A feminine voice softly called out in accented English. “Tansy… Mak?”
Mak moved out into the door. The female pulled back with a harsh curse in Russian. Mak fought back a smile as she saw his massive size and almost tripped trying to get away from him. He knew she would be able to see his eyes glowing in the dim light. He was still angry and on edge. They would not return to normal until he had his mate in a safe place.
“Your name?” Mak growled out low.
The second female came up and gasped. She muttered a curse as well before her eyes dropped to Tansy. She pushed by the first female striding forward.
“I am Natasha. Cosmos said you needed help. Come, we do not have much time. Helene will make sure the area is cleared so they do not know you were here. Come, quickly,” Natasha said not coming any closer.
“He is too damn big to fit in my car,” Helene muttered. “Where in the hell did Cosmos find him?”
“Hush, Helene. Cleanse the area quickly. Avilov’s men and the authorities are not far. It will be difficult enough without you getting pissed off,” Natasha muttered as she turned to make sure the road was clear.
“It will be light soon, too,” Helene bit
“Where… what…,” Tansy whispered in a husky voice.
“Shush, you are safe. I will not allow anything to harm you,” Mak quietly calmed her.
Tansy frowned up at the huge man holding her. She fought to clear her vision but she didn’t seem to have the strength. She swallowed and turned her head into the warm chest. It felt so good to be held, to feel safe for at least a little while.
“I don’t understand you,” Tansy muttered softly before letting her eyes close again. “I don’t understand…,” she said as her voice faded.
Mak cursed. He forgot to implant the translator. He watched as her eyelids fluttered closed again. Her breathing was slower, calmer as well. He needed to give her a massive dose of the HM mist to help with the fever burning through her body. He felt in his breast pocket until he touched the casing for the translator implant. Pulling it out, he tilted her head to the side. Carefully brushing her thick hair to the side, he inserted the small cylinder into her ear and injected the nano-translator. He turned her head and repeated the process. He slid the device back into his pocket before reaching for the small medical kit again. Opening it, he removed the HM mist and sprayed it under her nose several times until he felt confident she had received enough. Almost immediately, he felt her body relax as the heat began to fade. Her breathing slipped to a calmer, deeper one letting him know she had fallen into a deep sleep.
It was almost two hours later that the headlights of a transport light up the street. Mak watched as the car slowed and moved down the street a short distance before making a U-turn and parking along the curb across from the building he and Tansy were in. Mak rose easily, making sure he didn’t disturb Tansy until he stood, watching through narrow eyes. The driver’s side door opened and a slender figure emerged. The figure was wearing a thick coat that covered most of the figure’s legs. He couldn’t see the face that was turned away from him. A fur cap covered the figure’s head. A moment later another figure emerged. This one was wearing a short leather jacket, short blonde hair with blue spikes were clearly visible.
The figures looked around before the one with the blue spikes nodded before crossing the street toward them. Mak watched as the one wearing the long coat moved down the sidewalk peering into the buildings. He drew back a little as the one with the spiked hair approached with an easy gait. She peered into the window before moving toward the door. Mak palmed one of his short knives. She gripped the handle, pausing when she found it turned easily. She turned and said something softly before moving to enter.
“Hello?” A feminine voice softly called out in accented English. “Tansy… Mak?”
Mak moved out into the door. The female pulled back with a harsh curse in Russian. Mak fought back a smile as she saw his massive size and almost tripped trying to get away from him. He knew she would be able to see his eyes glowing in the dim light. He was still angry and on edge. They would not return to normal until he had his mate in a safe place.
“Your name?” Mak growled out low.
The second female came up and gasped. She muttered a curse as well before her eyes dropped to Tansy. She pushed by the first female striding forward.
“I am Natasha. Cosmos said you needed help. Come, we do not have much time. Helene will make sure the area is cleared so they do not know you were here. Come, quickly,” Natasha said not coming any closer.
“He is too damn big to fit in my car,” Helene muttered. “Where in the hell did Cosmos find him?”
“Hush, Helene. Cleanse the area quickly. Avilov’s men and the authorities are not far. It will be difficult enough without you getting pissed off,” Natasha muttered as she turned to make sure the road was clear.
“It will be light soon, too,” Helene bit
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