Maxim
Maxim
My mate slept between us. She was on her side and I wrapped my body around her like a protective blanket. Her chest pressed to Ryston’s side, their legs entwined and her hand rested on his neck, caressing him even in her sleep.
I could not sleep. Pain, insistent and growing in strength, coursed from my Hive implants to my shoulder and down to the tips of my fingers. The ache had spread to my back and the base of my skull like hundreds of tiny, biting insects devoured me from within.
Rachel was exhausted, yet even in sleep I felt her mind working, her energy a constant buzzing awareness through the collar.
Unwilling to disturb my family, I gently untangled myself from our bed and rose. I would put on my uniform and search out Doctor Surnen. Perhaps he would have some answer
