Knock Em Dead (Supernatural Security Force Book 2) by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Relief filled me. I rushed forward, bumping Jax out of the way and shoving the guards aside with a snarl that sent them reeling and stumbling.

Adrik’s chest was torn open, and blood, some fresh and some dried, coated nearly every inch of him. His eyes were bloodshot and exhausted, but the power rolling off him was as untamed as ever. I reached a tentative hand toward the worst-looking incision along his right shoulder.

“You’re hurt.”

He didn’t flinch from my touch, but I could see a pain reflected in his gaze as our eyes locked. After a long moment, he tore his gaze from mine and locked eyes with something behind me and stared hard.

I tensed.

“You must be Adrik.” Jax strolled forward, the picture of confidence as he extended a hand.

At his friendly greeting, the guards finally backed off, but Adrik wasn’t impressed. Adrik grunted and otherwise ignored the gesture.

Jax lowered his arm without batting a lash.

“She’s told me so much about you,” Jax said, and while his words were polite, his tone implied more. That we’d become close enough for me to share things with him.

Adrik glared.

Jax glared back.

Clearly, they were going to take their time making this some kind of stare down. I debated letting them have their moment, but the blood on Adrik wasn’t something I could ignore while they each took turns pissing on my shoes.

“Jax, do you have a first aid kit?” I asked.

“I don’t need—” Adrik began.

“In the kitchen,” Jax said, and I didn’t even care that he looked smug about the chance to help the Nephilim bleeding on his doorstep. To have Adrik owe him for something.

Alpha males were fucking weird.

“This way.” I looped my arm around Adrik’s shoulders and helped him lean on me as we followed Jax through the house. I purposely kept my body angled between Adrik and the living room doorway as we passed by. If he noticed Fergie asleep on the couch, he didn’t show it, but I also knew that was its own ticking time bomb.

Motherhood in the workplace was a political soapbox I’d gladly stand on. Stealing and adopting demon babies was another issue altogether.

In the kitchen, Jax motioned to the small breakfast table tucked in beside the window. I steered Adrik there while Jax strode to the cabinets on the far side of the space. I helped Adrik lower himself into the nearest chair, frowning at the careful way he moved his body.

I’d never seen a Nephilim injured like this before. Or at all.

They were supposed to be invincible.

Jax returned with the first aid kit and handed it over. I looked up at him, noting the hard stare he used on Adrik then me. “I’ll give you both some privacy,” he said shortly.

“Jax,” I began, but he was already heading for the hall and calling out orders for some help fixing the front door that had apparently been knocked off a hinge.

Adrik was quiet while I began sifting through the first aid kit for bandages and antiseptic.

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