Bailey [Battle Bunnies 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Stormy Glenn & Bellann Summer

Author:Stormy Glenn & Bellann Summer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2016-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Vey smiled as he watched his mate try to juggle both his injured brother and the duck that was insistent on getting close to Clay. He was beginning to suspect there was some connection between the fluff ball and the feathered bird that had yet to come to light.

As long as Bailey was happy, he didn’t much care. Bailey was his one and only priority. That was the way of his kind. They were not known for their loving family relationships. Vey and his brother had bucked that ideal, refusing to sever the family connection between them and go their separate ways. Until his death, Gerard had been at Vey’s side for centuries.

Once a gargoyle met his mate, he would spend the rest of his life caring for and protecting that mate. Mates were everything to his people, even if they tended not to associate with each other all that often.

And Bailey was quickly becoming his entire world. What made Bailey happy, made Vey happy. What made Bailey sad, well, Vey would just kill whoever did that.

When Baxter took the injured bunny out of Bailey’s arms, the duck went off—again. If there had been anyone around, they wouldn’t be able to miss the noise. Vey grabbed the duck, giving it a little shake. “Your caterwauling is not helping Clay. It merely upsets him more.”

The duck quaked once, almost as if acknowledging what Vey had said, and then he quieted down. In response to the duck’s good sense, Vey carried the duck over to where Baxter and Beau were working on cleaning Clay up so they could assess his injuries.

“How is he?” Bailey asked in a shaky voice. “What’s going on?”

Vey turned, his heart aching at the fear written all over Bailey’s pale face. He realized he had forgotten that Bailey couldn’t see what was going on. Add in Bailey’s heightened sense of smell, and the man had to be going out of his mind.

“Your brothers are checking him over, little one,” Vey explained. He switched the duck to one side, tucking him under an arm. He pulled Bailey to him with the other one, sweeping his wing around the smaller man, cocooning him. “He’s alive, but we do not know the extent of his injuries. Until we can get him cleaned up a little, it is too hard to tell.”

Vey’s emotions swung from heartache to anger when Bailey shuddered against him. He wanted to meet whoever had hurt Clay, and by extension, hurt Bailey. And he wanted to destroy them—slowly. He wanted to make them hurt just as much as Bailey was hurting.

“We need to get Clay back to the safe house,” Beau said as he glanced up. “He’s going to need to shift before I sew him up.”

“You have to sew him up?” Bailey’s voice shook just as much as his body did.

“He has a large gash on his stomach, Bailey,” Beau said. “I don’t think it’s going to close up with a simple shift.”

“Can you do anything?”

“I’ve done what I can,” Beau said.

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