“I insist on rest for at least an hour,” Daneth said, looking past Zander to Seke for support.
But Seke wasn’t going to quarrel with Zander—not after what he’d just done.
“The painkiller,” Zander snapped. “And put me on your monitor.” He indicated Daneth’s cuff, which provided him with constant feedback about Lamira’s medical state so he could monitor the growing baby. “That way, you’ll know if I need anything.”
Daneth’s lips closed in a thin line, but he removed the medication g*n from his medical case and shot Zander’s neck with it. “Rest. One hour.”
“Go back to your lab.” Zander waved him away, walking out of the room without waiting for either of them to bow to him. Daneth’s obsession with keeping the Zandian species from extinction had led him to sequester himself for long hours i
