Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 92941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
“But not Charles?” Why would they have separated?
“He could be using a different passport, thinking no one would be looking for the sister,” Ambrose said with a shrug. “I have a feeling if we find her, we’ll find him.”
“Is Danny still going to meet up with Matthias?”
“Yeah, he’ll drop us at Albert-Picardie first.”
“Keep me updated,” I ordered, frustrated that they had to go without us.
“Of course,” Ambrose said with a nod. “We’ve got a rotation going outside. Four on at all times, so stay put for a while until you’re healed, would you?”
“Security,” Reese mused. “I feel like a celebrity or something.”
Ambrose scoffed, but his lips twitched. “Keep this fool out of trouble.”
“I’ll do my best,” she said dryly.
“We’re all set,” Chance called out as he appeared in the doorway. “Love you guys. See you in a couple of weeks.”
“Love you, too,” I replied as he disappeared again.
“Take care of yourself,” Ambrose said, reaching out to grip my shoulder. “We’ll see you soon.”
“Soon,” I agreed.
“Reese,” he said with a nod.
“Happy hunting,” she replied with a smile.
“Love you.” Why the hell was I so torn up that they were leaving without us? We’d gone our own way for most of our lives. It was rare for all of us to be in the same place at the same time for more than a couple of days a year.
“Love you, too, Bjorn,” Ambrose said seriously. “Don’t rush the healing. We’ll see you when we see you.”
Once he was gone, Reese tucked herself into my side, her head on my shoulder.
“It’ll be kind of weird having them gone,” she said as we watched the open door.
“We’re not here much,” I replied, kissing her forehead. “They’re still part of command. They’ve been given time to search for Zeke’s mate because it aligns with the objectives of command, but once that’s done, they’ll be separated again.”
“Unless they find their mates,” Reese replied, looking up at me. “Right?”
“Right.”
I wasn’t sure how to explain to someone who was only twenty-seven years old that it could be another century before my brothers found their mates. She had no concept of that kind of time.
“Have to make this fast,” Danny said as he strode into the room. “Or Chance is going to have a fucking conniption.”
“He can’t leave without you,” I pointed out. Danny was the only one of us with a pilot’s license. “Take a seat.”
My little brother laughed. “I’d still have to spend the day flying with him,” he pointed out. “It would catch up to me eventually.”
“You’re all set to see Matthias?” I asked as he stopped near the foot of the bed. “You know he won’t say shit unless you ask the right questions.”
“I know him as well as you do,” Danny responded dryly. “I’ve got it handled.”
“And you packed extra socks, right?” Reese teased. “You never know when you’ll need a spare.”
Danny grinned at my mate. “Take care of him.”
“I will.”
“Let me know when you get to Germany,” I ordered.
“I’ll send you a telegram,” he joked. “We’ve got plenty of security, but keep your eyes open, yeah? Love you.”
“Don’t worry about shit here,” I replied. “Love you, too.”
“Bye, Reese,” Danny said with a small wave as he backed out of the door.
She waved back.
Dropping my head back against the headboard, I stared at the ceiling. Letting my brothers go to Europe without me felt wrong. Danny would be alone after he’d left Chance and Ambrose in France. I’d feel a lot better after he’d met up with Matthias. The Vampire might be a suspicious pain in the ass, but he’d protect any one of us like his own brothers.
“I’m sorry we have to stay behind,” Reese said, kissing my shoulder. “We’ll catch up as soon as you’re able.”
“Two weeks,” I replied firmly.
“As soon as you’re healed,” she countered as her stomach gurgled.
“Come on,” I ordered, pushing the sheet off my lap. “You need food.”
“What the hell are you doing?” she griped as I turned to set my feet on the floor.
“What does it look like I’m doing?”
“Getting out of bed,” she hissed, scrambling around me to reach the floor before I did. “Should you be up?”
“I’m a Vampire, Reese,” I reminded her.
“You were shot five times,” she muttered distractedly as I rose. “You should not look like that.”
I let out a huff of laughter even as my cock seemed to notice where her attention was focused.
“You need to put some pants on,” she ordered. “And a robe. And a parka.”
“All my clothes are upstairs.”
“I’ll run up and get them,” she said, finally looking away when I was completely hard. “Helen said you don’t have any sweatpants. What should I get?”
“I have a pair in my suitcase.” Which reminded me. “Do you know if anyone brought my car back?”
Reese looked at me like I was nuts. “Sorry, I was a little preoccupied.”