Moonstruck by Silver James

Author:Silver James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: wolf shifter, special operations military, fated mates, government conspiracy, speculative fantasy
Publisher: Silver James
Published: 2016-01-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Three years later...

LIGHTFOOT AND SEAN sat on opposite ends of the ER waiting room while a toddling Liam charged from one to other. They both felt lucky they’d been nearby when Mac called. Lightfoot had been in DC for meetings at the Bureau of Land Management. Sean had been in Alexandria on a job—setting up the demolition of an old warehouse. As soon as Mac tagged them, they knew what was happening. Sean had reached out and even now, Nakai and his mate Tala were on their way from New Mexico. Hannah would need Tala. Danny Keegan, their other former squad member, was in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico on an oil rig. Captain Harjo was in the middle of the sandbox. Again.

“DA!” Liam pivoted in mid-run and charged the doors segregating treatment rooms from the waiting area.

Mac scooped up the little boy and buried his face in his son’s shoulder as he fought for control. He couldn’t go to pieces. Not yet. Liam needed him. Hannah would need him when she woke up from the sedative. The presence of the two Wolves pricked the hair on the back of his neck and he raised his ravaged face to them.

“Fuck, Mac. We’re sorry.” Sean touched his shoulder, a gesture of solidarity and compassion.

“Nakai and Tala will be here later today.” Lightfoot, though his face remained stoic as ever, bit out the words. Emotion vibrated in his voice.

“Little girl,” Mac choked out. “She was perfect. Ah, God.” Tears clogged his throat and he couldn’t speak. He could barely stand there, his son wrapped securely in his arms, comforted by two of his best friends. “There was so much blood.”

“Hannah?”

“She’s sleeping. They...I almost lost her.” He sagged then, almost went to his knees, would have if Lightfoot hadn’t grabbed Liam while Sean put his broad shoulder beneath Mac’s arm to support him.

Liam fussed and squirmed in Lightfoot’s arms, reaching for his father. “Da! DA!”

“Shhh, little man.” Jostling the toddler on his hip, Michael backed away. “Your dad needs a minute.” The child quieted as he reared back to stare up at Michael with eyes so much like his father’s. The boy patted Lightfoot’s cheeks.

“Da?”

“Your dad’s right over there. Why don’t you and I go see the big horse?” He nodded to Sean and headed out the double doors that swished open at his approach. Outside, the sun blistered a hot summer sky. Crossing the street, he carried Liam to the swath of grass surrounding Washington Circle and the large sculpture of George Washington on a horse.

“Down. Down now!”

“Okay, little man.” Michael squatted, steadied the boy on his feet and then rocked back on his heels to watch.

Inside the ER, Mac listened while a nurse explained that Hannah was being moved up to a room and he’d be allowed back in to see her shortly. Sean thought he might have to physically restrain Mac until his former commander blew out a breath, scrubbed his palm over the top of his head, and simply nodded.

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