Malachi came back home with Ruskan, covered in blood and stuffed with bullets causing the worst kind of pain. He knew one was obsidian, but what the hell was the other one that made him unable to use his leg normally? It reminded him a little of the one Ravina shot him with.
Aaron and Joel who were lurking in the dark appeared upon his arrival. They looked at him with shock and concern. "What happened?" Joel asked.
Aaron looked at his wounds. "Humans? Where did you go?"
Joel rolled his eyes. "You went to look for her. You want to get yourself killed for a woman?"
Malachi was not in the mood to talk and went inside.
"The woman is his breedmate," Aaron reminded as they followed him in.
"Well then, I hope I never find mine if one turns into a fool," Joel said. "Let's take care of your wound. Or where is your breedmate physician?"
"Let's not wake her up," Malachi bit off, as he tried to fight through the pain.
