Born of Rage (League: Nemesis Rising) by Sherrilyn McQueen & Sherrilyn Kenyon

Author:Sherrilyn McQueen & Sherrilyn Kenyon [McQueen, Sherrilyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mighty Barnacle, LLC
Published: 2019-09-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 3

A

dron shoved the oxygen mask off his face.

His doctor gave him a peeved glare. “Would you stop that, you need it.”

“I can’t breathe with it on.”

“You can barely breathe, period.” Theo put the oxygen mask back in place.

Adron narrowed his eyes at the man, but as usual, Theo didn’t care. Over the last eight years, their battle of wills had become legendary with the hospital staff.

Theo brushed a hand though his graying black hair while he scowled at him. “I can’t believe you’d even try to have sex in your condition. What were you thinking?”

That his wife had the best ass he’d ever seen . . .

Adron jerked the mask off. “I’m not a friggin’ eunuch.”

“No, you’re not. But that’s about the only part of you that didn’t get cut off and that still works the way God intended it to.” Theo put the mask back in place. “You need to remember you’re a man whose internal organs are barely fused together. Their functionality is minimal at best, and any strain on them can kill you. How many times do I have to tell you that you can’t put any pressure on your abdomen?”

“Well, if I have to die, I’d rather go out with a good bang.”

Theo curled his lip. “You’re not funny.”

His throat tight, Adron closed his eyes. An image of Livia drifted through his mind, and he cursed it.

Theo checked his IV. “If you’d wear your chest brace like you’re—”

“It’s hot and it chafes. I can’t even move in it.”

Sighing, Theo set his electronic chart aside. “Like it or not, Adron, one misplaced fall and you could break something and kill yourself. Your body is as fragile as a roshuna flower.”

Yeah, there was something an assassin really wanted to be compared to. He, the baddest of the bad—the man who’d once made the worst scum in the universe piss in fear—was now a goddamn delicate flower.

I wish I were dead.

Adron removed the mask again. “I don’t care. I’m not going to wear that monstrosity. It makes me look like a freak.” Which he was, but by the gods, he had no intention of letting everyone know just how damaged he really was.

He did have some pride left.

Theo rolled his eyes. “One day, that stubbornness is going to get you killed.”

Yeah, but obviously not soon enough.

More roughly than before, Theo replaced the mask. “By the way, there’s a reason why I don’t give you medicine to completely numb your pain. You need to feel it to know the limitations of your damaged body. Tell your wife it was a nice thought, but in the future you better not let her help you. Not unless you want to become my permanent guest here at Hotel Hell. Now keep that damn mask in place or I’ll have your hands restrained.”

In one last act of defiance, Adron made an obscene gesture.

Letting out a sigh of supreme disgust, the good doctor walked away.

Theo stopped at the door and turned back to face him.

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