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Finally, I sent a low priority command to that single precious mrion.
Connect to the mrions inside the BGR++.
A giant mental fist seized me in a chokehold.:It’s about fucking time.:
Then a flurry of commands flowed between us. So many I couldn’t begin to track them. I just panted softly, my body lax against the wall, letting him work through me. No alarms blared, so whatever he did must not have been detected by the agents.
Yet.
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SYKO
Well done, little human. Now watch me tear their shit apart.
First things first, I updated the SPTD’s mrion cell to both protect it from detection and also give it new orders. It immediately started replicating—with the new instructions—in the medic. Who was smart enough to plug me into the grid and let me do what needed to be done as quickly as possible to avoid tripping a security alert without butting in and demanding answers.
Then I released a series of commands through my mrions they’d foolishly given me plenty of time to program with detailed instructions for our attack. Nanoscopic seekers and destroyers released into the ship’s network. Mining for intel. Snooping for secrets we weren’t supposed to know. Trackers. But most importantly, mrions proceeded to the sleep chambers in preparation of waking—and contaminating—the other dyni.
Though I didn’t know for sure which ones Holly might want. Based on their files, I knew which ones I’d select for my attack plans, but that might not suit her.
:Did she tell you who else she was considering for her squad?:I asked.
:No. We were too heavily monitored so she couldn’t tell me her plans.:He hesitated a moment, waiting to see if I had more queries or commands for him.:What did you change in the mrion she gave me?:
:DSC thinks mrions are raw Sirian cells without programming. So to disguise them, I simply gave them a shell of innocuous programming over the top. Good thinking on hiding the initial connection with so many queries. This grid is fully private now so no need to be concerned about Snyder overhearing us.:
Surprise bled through the connection but not doubt. He took me at my word, even though I wasn’t a Comms specialist.:Can we connect to Holly then?:
:Soon. I want to be sure the rest of our resources are in position before we risk bringing her onto the grid.:
:You’re not insane.:
I pounded extra hard on the wall between our cells, still roaring and bellowing as if I was one brain cell away from losing my grip on reality.:The noise is a distraction, just like your queries. If they think I’m crazy, then I’ll play the part.:
The alpha in me wanted to leave off there. Never admit a weakness. Especially to someone who might use it against me. But if something happened to me…
Gruffly, I admitted,:I’m unstable as fuck, but she’s my priority now.:
:Your hormones may be making you more irritable than usual. Do I have your permission to scan you through our connection? That way I may be able to help as soon as we’re released from these cells.:
:Granted.:To Holly, I whispered,“You chose well, little human,”even though she couldn’t hear me. I liked a medicwho didn’t start fucking around in my head or body without my permission.
:I can’t run a full analysis without an implement being in contact with your body but from your heart rate, temperature, and continued state of arousal without your mate’s presence, I’m detecting elevated levels of both testosterone and temporin. I can administer a counteragent to reduce both hormones as soon as we’re free.:
My temples felt swollen, and I reeked even more than usual. Pheromones, temporin, and cum made a lethal combination. I let out another ragged roar of pain that was more truthful.:My dick hasn’t stopped dripping since I got inside her tight little body.:
A groan escaped the medic, which he quickly tried to hide, hoping I hadn’t heard it over the din I was already making. He was proficient at hiding his emotional responses, even on our private grid. Which had probably been one of the black marks disqualifying him from DSC service. They didn’t like anybody who could keep secrets or think for themselves.
:I’m not going to rip your head off for wanting to fuck our mate. Though I make no guarantees how the beast will react once we’re somewhere safe. I think as long as she wants you, I’ll be fine.:
:Our mate.:Even his mental voice was hushed and reverent.:I’ll do anything either of you want so I can be in the squad.:
:All I care about is her.:
:Same.:
:Then we’re good.:
