Chapter Eleven
Brexton crossed his arms and surveyed the people in his kitchen. Mrs. Connors had returned late and walked into chaos, but she’d immediately started making sure everyone had coffee to drink, and had surprised even him when she’d pulled up pictures of the kids on her phone then sent a copy to everyone in the room. Everyone but Blossom who didn’t seem to have one. How he’d missed that he didn’t know, but he’d rectify it soon enough.
“At the risk of you being pissed at me,” Pryntar said. “I did leave the house with the kids for about an hour earlier today.”
“Where did you go? Do you think you were followed back here?” Brexton asked.
“I took the kids to the Terran station,” Pryntar said. “I know it wasn’t my place, but I wanted the doc to look them over. He gave them some injections he said they needed, and…”
“And what?” Blossom asked.
“He injected each of them with a tracking device,” Pryntar mumbled. “I know we should have asked first, but with there being an immediate threat to them we thought it was best.”
Brexton wasn’t sure if he should be furious they did something like that without asking, or relieved they had a way of quickly finding the kids. He looked at Blossom and saw that she was just as conflicted. They would discuss it later. After the children were home safe. That was all that mattered right now.
“So how do we track them?” Ryx asked.
“Zlerak can track them from the station,” Pryntar said.
“He knew about this too?” Blossom asked.
“Yes,” Pryntar said. “It was actually his idea after… after we realized the woman who tried to kill the two of you had vanished. No one has been able to locate her. With both her and Moretti out there, Zlerak said the kids would be safer if we put a tracker inside them.”
“You microchipped my kids like pets,” Blossom muttered.
“Let’s focus,” Malin said. “I think we all need to move to the Terran station. For one, it’s the most secure place in the city. If this Moretti character is after her too, then she would a lot safer there.”
Asvyr kept eyeing Blossom, and Brexton was beginning to get annoyed.
“Why are you staring at my mate?” he asked, his tone biting.
Asvyr didn’t even look away from Blossom. “Are there more females like her in Los Angeles?”
“Seriously? You’re going to eye-fuck his mate when we’re trying to find his kids?” Pryntar asked. “Either focus or get the fuck out.”
“I’m impressed,” Ryx said. “You sounded completely human.”
Pryntar grinned. “It’s a gift.”
“A car dropped us off,” Malin said. “How many can fit into your vehicle, Brexton?”
“Aside from myself and my mate? Two,” he said.
“I’m coming too,” said Mrs. Connors. “But I don’t think you big brutes are going to fit into my compact car.”
“I drove,” Pryntar said. “My truck can hold three warriors, other than myself. Or four humans in addition to myself.”
Blossom smiled faintly, but there were still deep shadows in her eyes.
“Ryx, you and Malin can ride with us,” Brexton said. “I’d prefer it if Asvyr stayed away from my mate.”
The young warrior looked offended, but nodded his agreement. Didn’t stop him from looking at Blossom again though. If he didn’t stop, Brexton would pound him into the ground, just as soon as the kids were safe.
“I’m going to run get a few things for the children,” Mrs. Connors said. “I’ll only be a moment.”
“I should help,” Blossom said, trying to stand, but Brexton placed a hand on her shoulder and held her down.
“No, my mate. You’re still in shock. Stay here and let Mrs. Connors handle it.” He knelt next to her and placed a hand on her belly. “You have another child to think about as well. Remember?”
