Trinity. Grace Goodwin
Читать онлайн книгу.trance and nodded, pulling a ReGen wand from my belt, pushed the button so the blue, healing light glowed. It was too small to correct all of the damage to the wounded man, but it would stop the bleeding until he could get to a ReGen Pod. It was better than nothing—and all I had. “Yes, we do. But wave this over his head for a minute, and it will keep him alive until they arrive.”
She frowned and stared at the device as if she’d never seen one before, then began to move it a few inches over the guard’s injured head as I’d instructed.
“We should leave quickly. The assassin who escaped will not run and hide. He is a killer. It is not safe for you here.”
“Obviously,” the dark-haired one grumbled. “We need a place to hide until daylight.”
“I know. I will take you somewhere safe. But no more public places. I don’t want anyone else to know you’re on Alera.”
“Amen to that.” The purple-haired woman moved on to her third body, stuffing weapons into a blanket she’d tied into a carry pouch. She stripped Lord Jax’s guards and assassins alike, missing nothing. One-track-mind, that one.
I came to my full height, eager to be closer to my mate. I took one step before our gazes locked. Held. It was as if there weren’t bodies littered on the floor. No hint of danger, or a deadly assassin who might return to finish what he started.
For the briefest of moments, it was just me. Her. Us.
My cock pulsed, heavy. My balls tightened and I felt a spurt of pre-cum seep from the tip. Yes, I was truly awakened. My cock wanted this female and it wanted her now.
I had to get her away from here. Away from any danger, then I could allow the eager brute to do the thinking for me.
She tilted her head to the side and licked her lips, looking me over as if her desire was as strong as mine. Bright color flagged her cheeks, her eyes wide, searching. Roving. Perhaps I would be blessed with a lusty mate, one as eager to claim me as I was her. I didn’t care who she was or what planet she was from. She was mine.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice losing the commanding tone, replaced now with something akin to wonder.
I knew just how she felt.
“Leo,” the purple-haired female replied before I could. “He knows the code word. We should go. You guys can… whatever, later.”
That female began to annoy me with her impatience. Didn’t she know I’d been waiting my entire life for this moment? For my cock to stir for The One? That my life had changed irrevocably?
I didn’t look away from my mate, yet I knew the logic was sound.
“I am Leo, captain in the royal guard, servant of Alera. I fought with Prime Nial in the Hive wars. I am here to serve you.”
Serve you in so many ways. Gods, I wanted to kiss her, lick her and know the flavor of her skin, breathe in her scent, taste her pussy, make her come and then sink into her. Mark her as mine. So I would be completely and truly hers.
I thought of the assassin still at large. Of the continued threat to her. This was no longer just a life debt owed to Prime Nial. This was my mate. The One. She was in danger, and I would stop the fucking rotation of the planet to keep her safe.
The brown-haired female smiled up at me from where she continued to treat the guard, with blood covering her delicate hands. She, too, wore odd, worn clothing. All three of them were. They had on pants in blue or black, simple shirts, my mate with strangely short sleeves. Who kept their arms bare this high in the mountain regions? Was it extremely hot on Earth? Was it a style to bare her body for others to see?
The purple-haired one had on sturdy dark boots, the calm one shoes with straps that barely covered her feet. My mate wore white cloth shoes with laces. Simple, worn, a bit dirty and smudged along the edges, as if she weren’t one for extravagance. I didn’t need expensive garments or jewels to decorate my mate. I wanted her bare, every perfect inch of her pale skin visible, only to me. To see the life flow through the pale veins beneath the skin, to run my fingers along them.
“So, Prime Nial saved your life?” the quiet one asked. “And now you’re saving ours?”
I nodded. I would die for my mate. Kill for her. Stop at nothing to protect her, claim her. But they didn’t need to know that. Not yet. “Something like that. We must leave.” I held out my hand to my mate, hoping and praying to the goddess that she’d touch me. She did not.
She did look at me, though, and my cock wept some more at having those beautiful eyes on me. “I’m Trinity.” She angled her head toward the dark-haired one with the funny, strappy shoes. “This is my sister, Faith. And that’s her ass-kicking twin over there, Destiny. We just need a safe place to stay tonight. Okay?”
“And some food,” Destiny added. “Kicking ass made me hungry.”
I glanced her way, said, “Are you sure you don’t need more weapons?”
The comment was meant to be sarcastic, but Destiny looked up from the unconscious guard she was separating from all of his battle implements. I noted that she was careful not to jostle his head or the pillow Faith had placed so carefully beneath him.
“Seriously?” she asked, looking up at me. “Hell, yeah. What do you have?”
“He’s kidding, Destiny,” Trinity told her. A beautiful name for my beautiful mate. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. “If the guard is stable, let’s go.”
Destiny scrambled around to the guard’s other side, but my mate was not amused. And apparently, she was in charge, even though the purple-haired one was so bossy. Fascinating.
“Now, Destiny,” Trinity added, her tone going quite commanding. Fuck, that was hot. “Come on, Faith.
“Let’s go before more ninja assassins show up,” Trinity added as Faith stood and handed me my ReGen wand.
What was a ninja? Was that a special band of assassins on Earth? Had they faced such danger before? The thought made me shudder with relief that they were here, with me, under my protection. I didn’t think the assassin would show his face again tonight, but I would not lower my guard until we were somewhere safe, somewhere only I knew. And I would employ every tactic I’d ever learned to make sure the threat couldn’t follow us tonight.
“Fine,” Destiny countered. “I got enough stuff for all of us.” She stood and held out a blaster.
“I don’t want it,” Faith said, holding her blood-stained hands up in front of her.
“Tough.” Destiny shoved the blaster into Faith’s chest and held it until her sister slowly, reluctantly wrapped her fingers around it.
“I hate you sometimes,” Faith said.
“Only when you know I’m right.” Destiny slung the blanket full of gear over her shoulder, raised a questioning brow at Trinity—who held up the blaster she’d been using when I took out the entry door—and stepped up beside me. “Let’s go, Leonardo.”
“It’s Leoron.”
My mate sighed and tucked her weapon into the pocket of her strange pants. They, along with her shirt, fit snugly to her lean frame. They did nothing to hide her figure, the curves I would soon have my hands on. “Let’s go. I can’t take much more.”
We carefully climbed through the twisted metal of the destroyed entry door. I had no idea if there were other guests on this floor, but I had to assume they’d fled after the explosion.
In the hallway, Faith gasped, turning to my mate. “What about Cassander? Did you, you know?”
The consort. Fuck. While it was his job, I couldn’t think about that rich bastard touching Trinity’s skin. Kissing her. Licking her sweet pussy. Filling her—
“No.” She sighed. “But, he’s… dead.”
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