by Brenda Trim
“Not…me,” Jaidis whispered. “Save…my baby.” Her eyes slipped closed and her face went lax.
“No!” Orlando shouted as he pressed on her chest wound. “You’re going to live,” he ordered Jaidis.
“I have to operate now,” Dr. Fruge cut in. “I don’t know if she will make it through this. Her injuries are too severe.”
“You will save her,” Orlando told the male.
Dr. Fruge paled at the tone of Orlando’s voice and swallowed hard. Orlando didn’t give a shit if he was terrified. He needed to save Jaidis.
“Get me some towels and move this furniture,” Dr. Fruge told O’Haire who was standing sentinel over their group.
“Search the hall closets for towels,” O’Haire barked over his shoulder. Orlando couldn’t see who he talked to. The scrape of the couch over the wood floor as the sofa was pushed out of the way was loud, drowning out Jaidis’s labored breathing. O’Haire worked quickly to move the broken pieces of a table out of the doctor’s way.
Within minutes a shifter female returned with a bundle of towels in her arms. Orlando gave her a cursory glance, noting she was wore glasses, was of average build and had a police badge clipped to her belt before turning his attention back to Jaidis.
He smoothed the hair from her face, revealing more bruises. These were a greenish-black color telling him Kenny had beaten her yesterday as well. Orlando wondered how often Kenny had harmed Jaidis. Without a doubt Kenny had gotten what was coming to him, but Orlando couldn’t focus on that or his leopard would tear the corpse limb from limb just to be sure he really was dead.
The female with the towels knelt next to Dr. Fruge and hesitated before she set the towels down. Orlando knew she hesitated because there wasn’t a clean spot on the floor.
“Just set them there,” Dr. Fruge ordered. “And, spread one out for me, please. I need my tools handy. Once I start the procedure I will need to move quickly to save the baby. Already his heart rate is falling.”
Dr. Fruge was a talented sorcerer and a doctor, but he did not have the healing abilities Jace did. Orlando contemplated calling Jace, but he couldn’t lift his hands long enough to make the call.
Tearing his gaze away from Jaidis’s pale face, Orlando found O’Haire. “Call Jace and tell him to get here right away. He may be able to heal Jaidis and tell him to bring Gerrick with him,” he informed the cop. O’Haire’s eyes bulged and then he swiveled and had his phone in his pocket in no time.
“Do you think he will make it? She’s in pretty bad shape,” the female shifter pointed out as she pushed her glasses up her nose.
“Jace has to make it. He has to save Jaidis,” Orlando barked at the female, making her flinch with his harsh tone.
The female shook her head and held her hands up, palms out. That tantalizing frangipani scent overpowered everything else and settled the worst of Orlando’s anxiety. His heart went down a notch, although it still raced and he couldn’t breathe, but there was a measure of comfort.
“Don’t shoot the messenger. I meant nothing by it. I want the female to live and her baby, too,” the female admitted.
“Her name is Jaidis and she will live. You hear me Jaidis?” Orlando asked, leaning down to whisper in her ear. Oddly, he couldn’t smell the frangipani this close to her.
Jaidis stirred as Dr. Fruge cut her shirt from her body and Orlando got a glimpse of the wound to her abdomen. There was a slash diagonally across her flesh and it was flayed open, revealing her womb.
Orlando’s blood went molten in his body. That piece of shit had tried to cut the baby from Jaidis’s stomach, heedless of the damage he caused. Orlando heard the gasp escape the female cop as he jumped up and stormed to Kenny’s inert body.
Orlando’s progress was halted when O’Haire stepped into his path. “Get out of my way,” Orlando gritted out. “I am going to make sure he’s dead.”
“No. You’re not. Trust me, he’s dead. Stand down. Gerrick and Jace will be here soon. They’re going to portal here using the picture I sent them,” O’Haire informed him. “Go back to Ember and Dr. Fruge.”
Orlando stood there glaring at the male. He contemplated beating O’Haire so he could get to Kenny and then the doctor’s voice intruded. “Get over here, Orlando. She’s asking for you and I need your help. I need to cut into her womb and don’t have time for anesthetic.” Orlando was at Jaidis’s side before the doctor finished speaking.
“I’m right here, Jaidis,” he murmured grabbing her hand and noted that Ember had taken up the pressure to her chest.
“Take…care…of him. Promise,” Jaidis murmured, her voice barely audible.
“You will be here to help me take care of him,” Orlando informed Jaidis. She could not die. The thought of her not surviving made Orlando’s heart kick back up and his thought to spiral.
“No…take care…of my Brantley,” Jaidis said and then her eyes went vacant and a soft sigh escaped her.
“We’re losing her,” Dr. Fruge announced. “I’m taking the baby now.”
Orlando’s head snapped up and locked onto the doctor’s movements. As if in slow motion, he watched the male use a scalpel and carefully cut through the flesh and muscle of the womb. Bit by bit the baby was exposed. It was curled into a ball and Orlando got the barest glimpse of a fuzzy head before the doctor’s hands were reaching in and pulling the baby out.
Time sped up and all at once Orlando heard Jace and Gerrick arrive just as the baby let out a loud wail and Dr. Fruge told Jace that they’d lost Jaidis.
No this couldn’t be happening. Jaidis wasn’t dead. Jace could save her. He had to save her. Orlando’s world was crumbling around him as Dr. Fruge handed the baby to him.
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Dedication
CHAPTER ONE
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