Page 47 of Free Beast Mate

“Yes.”

“I’m locking down this sector,” John said. “If I can find the commands.”

Cole dropped his backpack and pulled out a medicine gun and three boxes. He spilled the contents on the floor. Antibiotics, pain meds, cough meds, and a bunch of liquid shots. All in Tineyan. The boy’s hands shook as he picked up one plastic capsule. “I have no idea what any of this is, but worth taking, I figured.”

“You did great, kid,” I said.

He beamed at me. I knew all too well how praise worked on young minds. A few kind words lifted their spirits. My brother Jamie used to praise me. My dad? I snorted at the thought.

Felicia checked the meds and smiled up at me before snapping open one vial. She poured a cleaning solution over Emma’s belly. It washed away the blood, leaving only bruised swelling. I frowned and retreated from my battle form, feeling better now that I realized this blood wasn’t Emma’s. I sniffed something else. My dick grew erect immediately, and I knew what that was. Emma’s heat. It bloomed all around me, her scent drowning my senses.

Felicia wrinkled her nose. “Oh boy.”

Emma pressed her thighs together. Her nails scraped my skin. “I need you,” she said.

Something wet touched my forearm. Not knowing what made the bump on her belly, I looked to see if she bled. No blood. Liquid heat. Emma leaked liquid heat. I bent my head, trying to compose myself so I wouldn’t throw her on the floor and violate her. I gritted my teeth and wished for Felicia to put me out. Emma took it as a cue and dropped kisses on my neck. Then she bit down. A growl ripped out of my chest. “Cole,” I said.

“Yes, Lord Amoris.”

“Go inside and get one of my shirts for Emma.”

“I have something better,” he said and dug into his bag. He produced a black dress. “Sienna’s dress.”

John walked up and snatched the dress from kid’s hands. “Where did you get this?”

“Marker fourteen. I buried her spare backpack there when Torrent put her in the cage. I came with the backpack.”

John glanced at Felicia. “He put my kid in a cage.”

She made a sour face. “Sienna is happy now. Remember?”

“It slipped my mind,” John said.

“The clothes,” I barked.

Felicia helped me put the dress on Emma, and I held her again not willing to part from her when I should hand her over to a beast bitch who knew how to handle this kind of heightened heat. Once she dressed her, I got up, Emma still in my arms.

For the first time since capture, I walked around my cage instead of inside my cage. “I gotta get out of here, and take Emma to Lers. Is he still alive?”

“Old but kickin’,” Felicia said.

I grunted. “Felicia, I presume John is your mate.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“I presume Jamie sent you.”

“Negative,” John said. “Jamie sent me after Tom. Felicia walked down here on her own.”

John didn’t seem happy about Felicia’s decision. I didn’t blame him.

“Jamie has no idea I’m alive,” I said.

“No idea,” Felicia confirmed. “John was supposed to deliver Tom.”

“Yup,” John said and tucked his hands into his pockets. “Pieces fell into place, and I realized who you were.”

“And you still almost shot me.”

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