Page 73 of Monstrous Baby
She might not be aware, but I could feel exactly what was happening inside her. The mrions spread rapidly through her system. Repairing damaged cells. Sheering up her bones and spine, making her muscular structure stronger. Increasing her stamina. Building new synapses in her brain.
She was already one of the smartest women I knew. With mrions multiplying rapidly, she was becoming the equivalent of a supercomputer. I could probably communicate with her now with only our minds, which opened a whole new can of worms for me to consider.
How did I keep her connected—but separate from my squad’s grid? She was my friend, but no offense, I didn’t need her feeling and knowing everything we did. Especially in the bedroom.
How would I know when to“contaminate”other people with mrions? Did I even want to do so? What would that mean to the world as a whole?
Terrifying. Such power.
I didn’t want to make a mistake.
“So fucking don’t,” Axxol said, blunt as ever.
I scowled in his general direction but didn’t crack my eyes open. “It’s not that easy.”
“Of course it’s that fucking easy. You don’t have to do anything. That many mrions could have contaminated the entireHercules-Corona Borealis system before HQ could get its head out of its ass, but instead, they came to you.”
The Mother.
But what was I supposed todo?
I’m just a graduate student, for fuck’s sake, trying to land a research position at the university. Though that felt like eons ago. Natalie Whit who’d hiked into the jungle with starry eyes to discover her own forgotten ruins wasn’t me any longer.
The young woman who’d bitten her tongue and stayed silent when her professor displayed creepy intentions toward another female student. Who’d never stood up for herself when he deliberately gave her grunt work in the field. I’d risked everything to come to Guatemala, never realizing that my “everything” meant nothing at all.
Those dreams seemed so superficial and sad now. Though I never would’ve realized it without getting lost in the jungle and running for my life…
Axxol let out a low warning rumble.
Goosebumps raced down my arms, and my nape prickled with alarm. That was the sound of a very hungry T-rex on the prowl.
“I’m fucking tired of listening to you worry and stress about being so fucking powerful. Fuck yeah, our mate’s powerful. She has to be to deal with us.”
“Damned straight,” I snapped, sitting up to glare at him. “Especially you.”
“There’s our baby,” He purred out as scales exploded outward, blue ozone burning in his eyes as he shifted to his BGR+.:You’d better fucking run.:
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NATALIE
Never, ever run.
Not from a predator.
Especially when you’re alone and naked in a foreign location.
Unless you love the fucking monster and promised him a chase in the jungle. And a mating mark.
Keeping a wary eye on the towering T-rex, I carefully stepped over the slippery rocks to softer moss. “I should really have shoes and clothes for this.”
:No time,:he growled.:Besides, if you’re so fucking powerful, you ought to be able to run without hurting yourself. Or are your puny, tender human feet too delicate for a little fun?:
“It’s not my feet I’m worried about,” I muttered, scanning the ground to get the lay of the land. Should I run down the volcano toward the lake? Or across the treacherous slopes leading to the even steeper, higher volcano?
:Any humans in the area?:I asked Rizan.
:Down toward Santiago Atitlán, absolutely. There are several hikers camping on the outskirts of the village and indigenous people closer to the lake.:
