14. CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 14
Even though Glyn understood his mate was needed, he wasn’t okay with any of it. If anything he was pissed off.
That said…it killed him to hear the reason why their Council Chief asked…No, it was more like demanded Cayman to go. Still, even hearing the horrifying details, he hated it…No…wait, actually hearing them made it that much worse.
The thought of Cayman heading into danger was bad enough, but he knew, probably better than most, that there was no possible way that he would return to Glyn.
“Are you serious right now?” Even though he’d asked the question Glyn already knew the answer, even if he didn’t want to. Ever. “How?”
Yeah, he just…couldn’t.
Their Council Chief looked positively remorseful but it didn’t take away from his words. “I hate even thinking it, but I think we all realize there is no way they won’t safeguard against us coming again.”
That was likely true. Truly. But that said…
“And exactly how do you think Cayman could get close enough, without dying by the way, to destroying the facility?” he screamed out.
It was wrong to speak to him like that. No. Not wrong, but he damn well knew he shouldn’t be yelling at their Council Chief. Yet he honestly didn’t fucking care.
“I wish I knew,” Saber admitted. “But we have no clue how to either free those taken or take out the facility remotely without starting a war.”
Chadwick grabbed one of the knives he’d been casually tossing and pointed it him. He might not have been in the room, but Glyn felt afraid just the same when he said, “Talk to my mate like that again and I’ll make you pay.”
Cayman stepped in front of him, blocking his view of the screen. “You might be deadly with those knives but trust me, I’ll take every one of them off you before you even know I’m there. Don’t threaten my mate.”
Saber growled.
Fuck. Glyn needed to diffuse this situation before it really got bad. “Look, I’m sorry to have yelled, but threats aren’t necessary. The fact is there is no way to get Cayman into North Korea, much less into that facility and we all know it. They will be prepared for him. You’d have a better shot with a non-water shifter and getting in another way.”
“Glyn has a point,” Cayman said as he put his arm around his waist in support. “The river most likely has sensors by now.”
“That’s why you’ll go in by land,” Saber told him. “And yes, I get the risk and I hate sending you, especially when you just found your mate, but we have to shut it down by any means necessary.”
“Even though it will end up with my mate dead?” Glyn asked already knowing he wasn’t going to like the answer.
Saber’s gaze hardened. “Yes.”
“No.” Cayman’s refusal eased some of the anxiety rising within Glyn.
“I’m not giving you a choice.” There was power in Saber’s voice, but Cayman shook his head, still refusing.
“Too bad,” Cayman told the Council Chief. Then he turned to Yosi and Kylo. “I’m not doing this. If my mate and I need to find another place to live, let me know. But I’m not going to go on a literal suicide mission when it would mean hurting my mate.” Then he turned back to Saber. “I officially resign from working for the Council.”
Then he took Glyn’s hand and they walked out.
He wasn’t foolish enough to believe that was the end of it, but Glyn couldn’t help but fall even deeper in love with his mate for putting him first. It meant everything to him.
“I’m sorry,” Glyn said when they entered their home several minutes later.
Strong, calloused hands cupped his face, tilting it until Glyn was staring into resolute, mahogany eyes. “You have nothing to be sorry for. Their plan is shit. They know it. Hell, if it wasn’t for me, they never would have thought of it because there is no one else who has a shot of doing it.”
Leaning forward, he kissed those lips he loved so damn much. “I feel horrible about those shifters, but I just can’t lose you.”
“I know, babe.” Cayman took another kiss then pressed their foreheads together. “I promise to do everything in my power to always come back to you if I do another mission.”
“Are you really going to quit?” As much as Glyn wanted the answer to be yes, how could he be happy about it when it would mean his mate wouldn’t do what he loved? “You don’t have to you know? I understand that your job is a part of you. I would never want you to give that up because I’m afraid of losing you.”
Cayman closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and staring right into Glyn’s with regret. “I don’t know. If it is a choice between quitting or going back into North Korea…” He let out a sigh and shook his head slightly. “It’s going to be a hard line for me. Last time it was already a suicide mission. Yeah, I did it, but I didn’t have a mate. I don’t mind some risk, but I no longer am willing to sacrifice my life. Not when I have you.”
When they kissed again, it was desperate and needy. Filled with teeth and tongues as they dove into each other, craving to be as close as possible.
Hands tore at clothes until they were skin on skin. Moaning, they sank against each other for several heartbeats. Then Cayman lifted him up under the back of Glyn’s thighs.
Wrapping his legs around his mate’s waist, Glyn held onto his shoulders without breaking the kiss as Cayman carried him to their bed. The weight of his mate’s body pressing him to the mattress was heaven. It reminded him they were there, together.
It was a heady sensation to know Cayman belonged to him just as much as Glyn belonged to Cayman. He knew there was no such thing as perfection, but in his mind, this was it. His life with Cayman might have its ups and downs but it was still perfect. And he was never going to stop remembering that, even when his mate had to leave to save others.
He’d never regret loving Cayman. For one minute with his mate was better than a lifetime of never having this.