Sitting up, I set the tub of pieces on the couch next to me and dragged a hand through my hair.
“You stink,” the kid told me, his forehead creased as he focused on his drone.
I still didn’t know what it was supposed to look like, but I grabbed a couple of pieces anyway. Just to make it look like I knew what I was doing.
“I smell like my mate,” I said.
“Mom said she doesn’t know she’s your mate.”
I blinked, my fingers pausing with the two tiny pieces held awkwardly between them.
“I heard her talking to dad this morning. She thinks you’re crazy,” the kid added.
“She’s right.” I finally put two Legos together, side-eyeing his creation so I could try to mimic it. “What’s your name?”
“Parker.”
He didn’t ask my name, but I didn’t think he knew it.
He probably just didn’t care. I could respect that.
“What can these drones do, Parker?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Whatever we want. Shoot stuff. Fire things. Break walls. Do magic.”
My lips twitched. Just slightly. “Cool.”
“Yeah.” He looked at mine, and snorted. “Oh, you need way more pieces. Here.”
He started picking out the ones he thought would go well on my drone, explaining his reasoning for every one and chattering on about what powers the drones could have.
I was still fucking worried about my mate…
But Reed was right.
I’d needed something to occupy my mind for the last few hours before we went after Madison, and the kid was basically a walking and talking distraction.
I wasn’t going to let myself consider the fact that my mate might be growing a mini version of us herself at that moment.
That was too intense. I wasn’t ready. There were a ton of other problems to deal with first.
Namely, telling her she was mine and getting her back.
Or rather, getting heraway. I would’ve had to have actually had her to get her back.
There was a good chance I’d need to fight for her… and I looked forward to it.
To anything that would lead to having her in my arms again.
fourteen
MADISON
I staredat my reflection in the tall mirror.
I looked like a human bride.
It wasawful.
