by Bethany Shaw
“Hey,” he greeted with a smile. “Daire leave?” She nodded as she made her way up the steps. “Oh, okay.”
“Is everything okay?” Ethney asked.
Astraea spoke in great detail to Mick, but he was supposed to call Daire if he had any questions. Adjusting to your other half wasn’t easy; there was definitely a learning curve. She was thankful Aric helped show her the ropes. She and Aric could help for the most part, but it would be easier if another air type taught him. Since both Ryssa and Naveen were currently held captive, poor Mick was at the mercy of her and Aric. Swimming was one thing; flying was something else entirely.
“It’s fine. I just wanted to thank him for his help.”
“It’s our job,” she said moving past him.
“I know it’s your job, but cleaning up the mess at the facility wasn’t part of it. It should’ve been taken care of the first time around. Then maybe Mick wouldn’t be in this mess.” Noah huffed and scrubbed a hand over his face.
“It’s my fault, really. I should have known better than to trust the government. Elena shouldn’t even be here.”
“You are so stubborn, do you know that?” Noah said. He reached out and put his hands on her shoulders to keep her from walking back into the house. “This problem has grown too big for your group to handle.”
He’s right. “Perhaps. That doesn’t mean I like innocent people being injured because we are involving them.”
“Mick knows there are casualties to every war. This is a war, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. One with no end in sight.” She was fighting this battle for over seven hundred years, though for Daire it was over a thousand, and it seemed with each passing year they lost a little more. Protecting people was her priority and it was getting harder by the minute.
“We got Brockwell.” Noah reached up to touch her cheek. “That’s a win for us.”
His calloused thumb skimmed over her skin and she closed her eyes enjoying the feel of it. “We got him, but he’s not the only one. As soon as we find out if Elena’s cure works or not, once I...” she trailed off. Once she killed everyone here if Elena failed, she’d have to jet off to help Ryssa and Naveen.
“Elena’s got this. Her cure is going to work.”
“You’re so full of hope.” She kept her eyes shut and blew out a breath even though she could sense him drawing closer to her lips. She was so tired of fighting. What would one more kiss hurt? She knew the answer to that—a whole lot.
Her heart was already at risk, though. If she gave in, she’d at least have a few weeks of happiness. Would she rather be stubborn or give in to her desire and feel a few moments of happiness? Of course she wanted the latter.
A soft sigh escaped her lips seconds before Noah’s mouth claimed hers. His lips pressed against hers lightly at first as if checking to see she wouldn’t push him away. She couldn’t even if she tried.
Her mouth opened to his tongue and it swept over her teeth before gliding along hers. She moaned when he pulled her against him so their chests pressed together. His cock was already hard; she could feel it against her belly. She trembled; still all too familiar with the way it felt to have him buried deep inside her.
“Noah, I think I found it,” Elena’s voice called seconds before the screen door glided open.
Ethney pulled away from him making their lips pop. She put her fingers over her swollen lips as heat crept over her cheeks. Why did they have to get interrupted? Just when she was ready to give in and let Noah take her to bed!
If Elena saw anything or minded, she didn’t say; she was too worked up over something and it took Ethney a moment to realize she was still talking a mile a minute.
“You can test it on me,” Noah said.
Wait! What? She’d missed quite a bit. “Test it on you?” Ethney asked slowly.
Noah turned to her and grinned. “Elena thinks she has something.”
“That was fast,” she commented.
“The blood you gave me made all the difference. I honestly don’t know if I’d have been able to help by the deadline otherwise,” Elena said with a smile. “Without it, I’d still be nowhere.”
“So you think it’s a workable cure?” Ethney asked.
“It’s promising.” Elena bobbed her head up and down excitedly. “I ran it with twelve different samples and it seems to be attacking the lycanthrope gene I’ve identified. I won’t know how effective it is until I try it on a live subject.”
“And you want to try it on you first?” Ethney asked turning to Noah. Her heart skipped a beat when his beam widened. This wasn’t a good idea. What if something went wrong? Then someone else would be doomed. This sucked.
“We’ll know if it works sooner rather than later. It will give Elena the chance to do some adjustments if she needs to before the full moon.”
“What happens if it doesn’t work?” Ethney asked focusing her attention on Elena.
The doctor’s grin fell and she looked at the ground. “I don’t know, maybe nothing, or maybe something not so great. It’s hard to tell how the body will react. Typically, we wouldn’t try it on a human subject so fast, it would have to undergo tons of other testing first, but we don’t have time for all that. We are on a bit of a time crunch.”
They were on a huge time crunch. Two weeks wasn’t nearly enough time.
“Better to test it out now and know if it’s working or not than to wait. If it doesn’t work, then you’ll have time to come up with something else,” Noah said.
“Noah,” Elena and Ethney said at the same time.
Noah glanced between them. “I know it’s not ideal, but I’m volunteering for this and we don’t really have the time to argue it out.”
They didn’t have the time and she couldn’t very well demand they find someone else to volunteer. Most of the others were children.
“Fine,” Ethney agreed with a huff, “but we don’t do anything until Aric gets back.”
Her mind ran wild with all of the possibilities that could go wrong. Honestly, she didn’t want to think about it, but she had to go there. Aric would need to help out—just in case.
“That’s fine. Give me about an hour.” Elena gave her brother a quick hug. “I’ll be in my lab running a few more last minute tests.”
An hour. One hour until Noah was either cured, dead, or something else entirely. Her heart accelerated at the thought.
She watched as Elena disappeared back inside. Noah let out a breath and scratched his chin where there was a tiny bit of stubble. “So...care to grant a dying man his last wish?”
Ethney closed her eyes and shook her head as she turned back to him. “What’s that?”
“Take a walk on the beach with me.”
She could do that. “Okay.”
Noah held out his hand and she slipped hers into his warm one. His fingers curled around hers and he gently tugged her toward the beach. Her feet squished into the sand as they made their way down the shore. He led them toward the water, taking them out far enough for the cresting waves to wash over their toes as they walked.
“I grew up on the ocean,” he said.
“Yeah?”
“My parents own a home in the Florida Keys. Most people vacation there, but that’s where I’ve lived my whole life. My family owns a company that gives boat tours and rents paddle boats for the day.”
“Sounds nice.”
“It was okay. I spent my whole life wanting to get away from it. I always knew I wanted to do something more. That’s why I originally joined the military.” He chanced a glance at her before looking up at the moon. “You know, no matter where you are the stars and the moon always look the same, but there is only one place that is truly home. I’d give anything to see my parents one more time.”
She opened her mouth, but didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t make promises. Too many people were already involved in this. As much as she’d like to allow him to see his family, she knew she couldn’t.
“My pare
nts kept wanting to put together a family vacation, but we never could because of my hectic work schedule. Now my sister and her husband are...” he trailed off and shook his head.
He didn’t need to finish to tell her what she already knew. “If this works, will you look after Claire?” she asked curiously.
Noah crinkled his nose up and glanced out to the ocean before continuing, “I’m not sure. Don’t get me wrong, I love my niece to pieces, but taking on a child full time is...a big responsibility. All I’ve done since I turned eighteen was work in the military and go on special ops. If this works, I think I need to figure out who I want to be, who is Noah Hawthorne? Once I figure that out, then maybe I could look after her.”
Ethney licked her lips. “I think some of us are just designed to help other people. If I ever were to be free, I think I’d still want to help people, maybe be a paramedic or a firefighter. There’s a part of me that craves the thrill of it, if that makes sense.”
“I think you might be onto something. Do you ever think about what you’d do if you were free?” Noah asked. He flexed his fingers and then held her hand tighter. “Would you marry again? Have a family?”
“No, I haven’t thought about it. Not really anyway. Maybe a passing fancy here and there. Until a few months ago, I didn’t even think it was possible to get out of our contract. Now that Daire is free...” she trailed off. It opened the door to so many different possibilities. Did she want to marry again? Would she ever have children? She didn’t know.
“Do you think you would ever take the opportunity to go free?”
Ethney shrugged. “Maybe. Sure. If I found someone like Daire did, but I don’t see that happening.”
“You found me.”
“Noah.” She stopped and pulled her hand out of his. “Even if this cure does work, you’re still mortal. I’m not. It could never work, not for any length of time.”
“You don’t think Astraea would let you out, too?” Noah challenged.
She hadn’t really considered that. Would she let her out of her contract? Daire had been freed, but what if all the guardians started asking for freedom? Who would fight the lycanthrope?
“If this cure is a success will you at least consider it?” Noah reached out and took her hand again. He lifted it to his mouth and placed a kiss on her fingertips. “I want to find out what this is. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I don’t think I can just let it go.”
Ethney closed her eyes and took a step forward. She placed a chaste kiss to his lips. “If this works, we can talk.”
Noah pulled her into him and deepened the kiss. She opened her mouth to him relishing in the feel of it. The waves crashed against her ankles doing little to cool the heat swelling inside her. She took a step back allowing her fingers to roam to the bottom of her shirt as she slowly rolled it up.
“Do you like the water?” she asked.
“Sure. Why?” he asked with a curious smile.
“Take your clothes off.”
She tugged her shirt up and over her shoulders and tossed it onto the dry sand. Her fingers flicked the button of her shorts loose and she shimmed those off along with her panties, kicking them to where her shirt lay. Then she stepped deeper into the water until she was submerged to her shoulders. Lifting her finger, she beckoned him out to her.
Noah grinned and slipped off his clothes. She watched as he threw his clothes onto the sand and sauntered into the water. Her heart raced and her blood hummed in her veins. She needed him.
Noah was before her in a few seconds. His hands glided across her, pulling her flush against him. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around his back. Her center rubbed against his lower belly doing little to ease the friction building by the second. Reaching between them, she found his member and guided it to her entrance. He angled himself so he could push inside.
She cried out at the contact, loving the way he stretched her so completely. He gave her a moment to adjust to his size before he set a slow and steady rhythm of pushing in and pulling out.
Ethney found his lips and kissed him. She was right—a few moments of happiness was so worth a lifetime of pain. At least now when things were rough she could look back on these few bright weeks and have a reason to smile. She didn’t know what the future had in store for them, but for the moment, she wanted to enjoy the here and now.
Getting lost in the sensations, she tipped her head back while rubbing her hands through Noah’s hair. He grunted and then peppered kisses along her chin, trailing them down her throat to her shoulder blades. An orgasm was already building within her and she ground her hips harder seeking it out. It crashed through her like a tidal wave sending pleasure coursing through her veins and causing her to scream out loud. Noah came with a growl, burying himself deep inside her. She clung to him as she regained control of her breathing.
If only this moment never had to end.
Chapter Fifteen
Noah clutched Ethney’s hand in his as they made their way down the long hallway to Elena’s makeshift lab. They didn’t say much since dressing on the beach, but it wasn’t an awkward silence. For the first time since he met her, she wore a real smile on her face, one that didn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon. He was the reason for that smile and he never wanted it to fade away. Hopefully, Elena’s cure worked.
Laughter echoed out of the lab and he cocked his head to the side, listening as his sister spoke animatedly to someone. It wasn’t until the person responded that he placed the voice—Aric, the water dragon. He and Elena seemed to be hitting it off.
The second Noah and Ethney entered; however, Elena’s smile faded away. “Hey,” she said lifting her hand to wave.
Aric took a step back from Elena, his eyes briefly drifting to Ethney and her hand intertwined with Noah’s, but he didn’t say anything; in fact, he smiled a little. Did the water dragon approve of them?
“How does this work exactly?” Noah asked. He let go of Ethney’s hand and took a step forward.
Elena cleared her throat. “I have an injection prepared.” She motioned to a chair by the workstation. “Why don’t you have a seat?” She glanced around the room and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before clearing her throat a second time. “I’ll inject you and then we’ll do an immediate blood draw and one every two hours for the next forty-eight hours to see if there are any changes. We’ll reassess once I start getting results,” she dropped her voice, “or if I don’t see any.”
Noah reached out and took his sister’s hand, giving it a subtle squeeze. “You got this, Elena. I trust you.”
She laughed nervously. “This is untested, you know. I have no idea what this could do. It should really undergo more testing and—“
“Hey,” he stopped her, “we’ve already been over this. There isn’t time for testing. We have to try this now. I believe in you.”
Aric took a step forward and put his hand on Elena’s shoulder. “It’s going to be okay.”
She smiled at him over her shoulder and patted his hand, letting her hand linger over his a moment longer than Noah would have expected. He couldn’t help but wonder if maybe there was something going on there. Elena usually got so involved with her work she didn’t make time for a social life.
“Aric?” Noah sighed and dropped his voice, “If this doesn’t work and things go bad, don’t make Ethney or Elena be the one to put me down.”
Aric nodded. “You have my word. I’ll take care of you myself.”
“Thank you.” He closed his eyes and breathed in a deep breath as the chilly wetness of an alcohol wipe hit his skin and the scent stung his nose, making it twitch.
“All right, here goes.”
He opened his eyes and watched as his sister picked up the syringe with trembling fingers, holding it for a long moment until her shaking stopped. She put one hand on his bicep and placed the needle on the skin with the other. Swallowing hard, she pushed the needle in and hit the plunger to inject him.
There was
a slight pinch and a cool tingling feeling in his arm. Elena withdrew the needle and took a step back. She turned her back for a second and then came back with a bandage.
Her fingers were cold on his skin, too cold, like ice and they hadn’t been a moment ago. She was saying something to him, but a ringing started in his ears and only seemed to be getting louder. He shot to his feet, but stumbled; the chair fell out from under him and he landed on the tiled floor on his butt. Elena raced toward him and reached out when Aric grabbed her and pulled her back.
The room began to spin and his stomach flipped. He dry heaved as the pain blossoming in his belly began to spread, first to his arms then down his back and into his legs. His vision waned and blurred until he couldn’t make anything out.
What was happening to him? Was it the medicine? Was it killing him? He wished Aric would just put him out of his misery already.
The pain intensified. Something stabbed him in the back and he fell face first onto the floor with his cheek pressed against the freezing floor. His body trembled and shook. Pain shot through his arms and legs and eventually sent a searing pain straight through his skull until his vision went black.
He blinked a few times until his vision returned. His hearing returned too, though everyone’s voices were crisper and louder, like they were screaming in his ear. He grumbled as his legs crackled and dark brown thick hair, like fur, sprouted over them.
Oh shit! He was turning into a lycanthrope! That wasn’t supposed to happen until the full moon, which was days away still. Why was he changing now?
He saw himself—his legs and arms, but was met with blinding agony that left him breathless and unable to see and hear again.
Maybe he should embrace the change. He drew in a painful breath and let it out and pictured a brown wolf. His back arched up and cracked.
For a brief moment, he couldn’t move, but then his legs and arms shrank along with his whole body until he was lying in a crumpled ball on the floor. He forced even breaths in and out of his nose waiting to see if there would be more pain, but it seemed to be lessoning by the second. In fact, he felt good, really good.
