Page 63 of Captured By the Dragon Warlord
“And you ended up injured.”
“Someone brought me here.” Drex looks around the clinic. “I don’t know who.” He winces as he clutches at his arm.
“What’s that?” Dexx grabs hold of him.
There is a wound which doesn’t look like it was made by a Sarkarnii. While their claws are capable of surgical precision, this is a line of round stab wounds which look like they were made with a big needle.
“Don’t know.” Drex squares his shoulders. “They don’t hurt.”
Oh boy, Drex isawfulat lying. It doesn’t take Dexx’s mind reading abilities to work out what’s been going on.
“What did the clinic-bot make of these injuries?” Dexx releases him to stride to a nearby console.
He checks it, looks at Drex, who clearly wants the floor to open up and swallow him, then looks back at the console.
“It took samples,” he growls. “What for?”
Drex shakes his head. “I do not know, my Lord.”
I move to the console next to Dexx. “What are these symbols?”
“It is narcotic delivery.” Dexx checks on Drex over his shoulder. The warrior is looking decidedly pale.
“What did it give you? Painkiller.”
“No!” Drex fires out. “I do not require any such narcotic.”
Dexx growls under his breath. “I don’t like this,” he says. “The clinic is automated to provide care when needed. We don’t need it often. It should not be taking samples and dispensing narcotics without reason.”
Behind us there is a slithering sound and before we can stop him, Drex has collapsed onto the floor with a rattling groan.
“Shit!” I exclaim, running over to the prone warrior. “Dexx, he isn’t breathing!”
DEXX
Ilook down at the warrior, now encased in the healing pod which is so very rarely used by any Sarkarnii. He is not breathing on his own and it was the only way to save him.
I will not lose another warrior.
Placing my hand on the pod, I extend out my claws as I silently pledge I will find who tampered with the clinic’s bot which administered a poison which has been instantly expunged from the database.
Whatever it is, it can potentially kill a Sarkarnii when very little else can.
My sweet mate did what she could to care for the fallen warrior. I would have expected my rut to interfere with her assistance, but it did not. In fact, her calming presence made it all the easier for us to get Drex into the pod and restart his heart. However, Scarlett’s face is pale as she sits on the other side of the pod, staring at Drex.
“What is happening, Dexx?” she asks. “The explosions and now this? Can it all be connected to the Veseli and the other creature Kerra saw?”
“There are no Veseli on Vorostor Central,” I rasp. “Driok reset all our sensors to detect them after the original incursion.”Once again, I berate myself for the fact my shift stopped me from assisting my fellow warlords.
I cannot continue like this. Neither can my warriors. We have to somehow break the cycle and then we will be the fighting force we need to be.
I climb into the second pod and activate it.
“What are you doing?” Scarlett is on her feet and inside with me before I can stop her.
“What are you doing? I want it to scan me, see if the rut is making any difference to my shift.”
Given I can’t get my wings under control, and they fill most of the pod, the rest being occupied by my little mate, I wonder if it has anything to do with the rut.
