Chapter 422
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VALERIE.
We reach home and the first thing Zade does is check the area and the house before he helps me
inside first, refusing to let me walk as the blood has leaked from the bandage. “You need to tend to
yourself first.”
“I’ll be fine. Adriana’s fallen unconscious again. I think I need to check her next and you!” I protest.
“I’m fine, do as I say, Little Mate. We need you at your best to take care of us.” He refuses to listen and
so I do as he says, cleaning out my own as he heads to the door to bring the other women in.
“Also, call your brother, and see if he’s in touch with the men he had posted to watch you. I’ve not been
able to contact the men I stationed to watch you.”
My heart skips a beat. “What men did Atticus have?”
“At the hospital, for your safety no doubt. Relax,” he answers as he brings Ada inside and places her
on one of the sofas in the lounge.
“Oh, I see. That’s fine, I’ll call him.” I say, “But what else are we going to tell him? This is so dangerous
now.”
He pauses in the doorway as he is about to go get Adriana. “I’ll talk to him myself.”
He steps out and I dial Atticus’s number as I walk over to Ada and check her vitals, my leg is hurting…
there was probably poison in the bullet but now that I’ve tended to it hastily, I’m sure it’ll ease up a little,
although it’s far harder to check your own wounds for shards of poison.
“Valerie, hey, are you alright?” Atticus‘ worry does not go unnoticed.
“I am alive, but barely. Things have become so dangerous, Atticus. Your men at the hospital, check if
they’re doing alright,” I say, feeling annoyed.
“Ah… I will. I didn’t realise you knew.”
“I didn’t! But we need to move that meeting up. I don’t think you guys realise how bad this is.”
“I’ll have the meeting brought forward if possible-”
“If possible?! If everyone can’t drop and attend a meeting that is so important, then they are fucking not
worthy of being on that council!” I snap, my eyes flying
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open at my own anger that ripples through me.
“Valerie…”
“Don’t. We almost died today! Because of the freedom we’ve given the humans! Get that meeting set
for tomorrow. I’ll be there and I am going to unleash hell on anyone who thinks it’s no big deal. I swear,
Atticus, get it done!” I snarl, hanging up and throwing my phone onto the sofa opposite.
I place my head in my hands, groaning in irritation as I comb my hair back, only to look up when I
realise Zade has returned..
He’s carrying Adriana, and he’s trying to mask an expression of surprise.
“What happened?” he asks.
“Nothing, I’m just annoyed. We need to go back. There’s access to better medical care and supplies
and these two need it. I’m tired of waiting for them to set the time and place.” I stand up, my heart
thumping. We could have lost someone out there today.
“Understood Luna…” he smirks.
I frown, hoping he’s not finding this amusing. “I’m serious.”
“As am I. You just look incredibly sexy when you’re mad.” He places Adriana down on the sofa before
walking over to me and yanking me close. I gasp as he squeezes my ass roughly as he bites down on
the most tender part of my neck.
I moan softly, “Zade…”
“I get it though… Fuck, I almost lost you out there… I could have….” he murmurs his hands roaming
my body roughly, as if it’s just not enough, pulling me as close as possible as he begins kissing and
sucking on my neck.
My eyes flutter shut as pleasure courses through me, my hands raking through his hair, biting my lip
when his dick throbs against me and my own core clenches in desire.
“I’m covered in blood,” I whimper, my core clenching.
“I don’t fucking care,” he replies huskily as he lifts me up, and taking a few steps presses me up against
the wall, his hand going to the front of my pants. Pleasure rushes through me the moment he slams his
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I’m already wet for him, and I bite back a moan as I lean back against the wall, I open my eyes, my
gaze flickering to Adriana, who is unconscious on the sofa.
“She might wake up,” I breathe as pleasure dances through me.
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“Then you better come quick for me,” he whispers.
“I need to tend- fuck…” I’m cut off when he curls his fingers inside of me,
his thumb brushing my clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through me before he pulls his hand out and
grabbing the centre rips my pants right down to the crotch.
Oh fuck!
I’m so horny right now, even if I know I shouldn’t be.
My heart pounds as he unzips his own pants.
I know I should be tending to the injured, but at the same time I’m so fucking turned on, so consumed
by my feelings, by the hunger I can see in his eyes, not to mention his stamina and strength to carry
this out when he’s injured is a turn on itself.
We almost fucking died, we’re injured, covered in dirt, but – we’re alive.