~From Bound by War
All his friends had been paired even before birth. Except him.
No one had any idea
what kind of hole that left in his psyche. And now Raiden wanted to come in
here and stomp all over his happiness? No. He wasn’t having it.
“Without Torin, there’s
a distinct possibility I wouldn’t have had the chance to confront the person
who murdered my dabba,” Hamza
continued. “The gods only know what he survived from that female.”
“You can tell what he
went through,” Laken snarled. “The proof is all over his body!”
“Would it help if I
said I was sorry?” Torin asked quietly, swinging his legs over the edge of the
medibed. “Because I am. I hated what I had to do to protect your mate, Raiden. I’m
well aware it wasn’t enough.”
Chaos erupted.
“He’s awake? How the
hell is he awake? He shouldn’t be awake!”
“Shit. Shit.”
The voice behind him
startled Laken so badly he swung around, the spines still extended. Torin
calmly caught one of Laken’s arms, keeping the spines away. Electricity jumped
between them.
The touch burned Laken
but in the best of ways. He barely managed to stop the gasp that threatened to
escape. Gods above, if he hadn’t, Raiden probably would’ve lost the rest of his
mind and gone on a rampage. As it was, there was a scramble of feet behind
Laken, and he hissed, the sound low, mean, and piercing.
“Fuck, Laken, what the
hell was that?”
