14. Gas Canister
GAS CANISTER
GAIRO
A t dinner, I kept a hand on Vi at all times. Rathgar got my silent signals. We had talked about it before we left, where I had shared Vi’s suspicions about my brother. Magdorian did a visual presentation of us as young children with our parents, but even the clues to my past couldn’t enrapture me in a way that it would have before my surrogate came. The hairs on the back of my neck told me there was something wrong. The photos clearly had not been edited, but there was danger here.
At the end of the dinner, some of the servants tried to take my heart-mate to a different room. I growled and pulled her close to me. “I want to go to my chambers.”
They froze for a moment, and then they bowed to me. “As our prince wishes.”
Magdorian had told me that my chambers were the same as they were before I got lost, but I felt no ties to the room. I wanted to go back to my normal life. Once I got to Rathgar, I’d make plans to take our ship back.
“Baby, are you okay?” She was a little cranky while pregnant.
She curled her smaller frame into my body. “There’s something wrong here.”
“I’m glad you’re with me, sweetheart.” I kissed the top of her head. I was tired, but I wasn’t too tired to send my hand traveling between her thighs. From the way that she bucked against my hand, I could tell that she wasn’t too tired either. I wait until she was worked up to eat her. She tasted fresh beneath my tongue as I took her through orgasm after orgasm. When she was limp, I made love to her as gently as I could. It felt like a miracle, watching her fall asleep in my bed. A small sound was all the warning I got before a gas canister went off in the room.
Males in masks ran into the room, and I killed two with one of my knives and injured a few more before the gas got to me. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Zyloxia taking off a gas mask.