Page 32 of Monstrous Baby
“Super-heated glass similar to volcanic glasses—but made from non-terrestrial material.”
“Do you think it could have been sent by DSC?”
He gave himself a sheepish shake and curled his tongue back up. “It’s certainly a possibility. I wouldn’t know for sure unless I sampled the area and found traces of tungsten.”
“Who gives a fuck if they sent the asteroid or not?” I fought to keep the bite out of my voice. Snryx was right. I needed more emotional capabilities than anger.
Though I wasn’t even angry right now, so why the fuck did I snarl and snap all the time? Perhaps I was frustrated because she’d lifted her cheek away so I couldn’t feel the touch of her bare skin on mine. Greedy to hear more words of affection from her. Starved.
Damned near desperate.
Fuck.
“I don’t know,” she said, staring off into space at nothing while she studied the map on the grid. “It feels important, though.”
“Then it’s important.” Kroktl looped an arm around her waist but didn’t pull her up against him—away from me. “Your instincts have never led you astray yet.”
They both stood so closely to me. Casual. Fearless. Unintimidated. Even her mate, despite the words she’d admitted out loud.
I never said I didn’t love you too.
Did she mean it? Was it physically possible for her to love me even a fraction of how much she loved Red?
Muscles twitched throughout my body, my spine snapping with the rex’s surge. I gritted my teeth, holding on to my self-control. By the time the rex subsided, I panted and sweat dotted my entire body.
Yet she never moved away in fear. Red hadn’t shoved her away to protect her. Even while I struggled to contain the most terrible monster DSC had ever created.
“Despite all your snarling and growling and biting and rude comments, I do.”
I blinked. Trying to remember what?—
“I want you to mark me too,” I snapped, my words ringing with command.
Inwardly, I winced at my harsh tone. Practically frothing at the mouth, bones crunching, scales popping up on my arms.
She fuckinglaughedand patted my cheek like I was a fucking toddler. “I promised Sn will be next?—”
“Whatever,” I retorted, leaning down to glare in her face, the force of my words blowing her wisps of her hair back from her face. “I’m next.”
She arched a brow and crossed her arms over her chest. “Snryx. Then Rizan and Lohr. You asked last. You go last.”
Talons shredded my intestines. My blood simmered, rage boiling like a supermassive black hole ready to explode. My teeth crunched like crystalline razor shards. Blue fire rippled around me, ozone burning the air. Yet she stared back at me steadily.
“Fine,” I muttered. Though I glared at Red, daring him to say something obnoxious like“that’s what I fucking thought,”so I could rip his fucking head off.
Kroktl merely leaned down and rubbed his nose into her hair, breathing noisily. Ignoring me completely.
“Sn, do you want—” She started to say.
“Absolutely.” The medic didn’t give her a millisecond to change her mind, as if afraid I’d still manage to muscle in and steal his turn. “Though only at your convenience, of course.”
Her eyes changed. Her pupils opened, darkening her irises, though the colored ring sparked like twinkling stars. “Nothing you could ever want would be an inconvenience to me.” Her lipsquirked, and she darted a quick glance in my direction. “Except Axxol, of course.”
My face must have contorted into a mask of rage and jealousy before I could even gauge those emotions pulsing through me.
She reached up toward my face, and for a second, I thought she was going to pat my fucking cheek again. Which only sent my rage boiling higher.
Then her fingers settled on my nape, and she gave a tug, asking me to come down toward her.
