The Huntress by Michelle O'Leary

Author:Michelle O'Leary
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781928973850
Publisher: REPLICA BOOKS
Published: 2011-02-07T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Stone woke up slowly. Strange. Survival demanded that when he slept, he slept light and when he woke up, he did it fast. He felt heavy with sleep, groggy. When he opened his eyes and saw the dim golden glow above his head, he realized that Ema must’ve drugged him. He just couldn’t remember why. Disoriented, he turned his head and tried to see beyond Ema’s glow. The light wasn’t bright enough to hurt his eyes, but it did make focusing difficult.

In the darkness beyond Ema’s table, he saw that the other two tables had been activated. A small, blanketed lump huddled on one and Mea sat at the other one, head cradled on her arms and eyes closed. Seeing her and the short black dress she still wore brought it back.

He stiffened at the memory of the three hunters, their attack and their leader, her ex-husband, whispering to him as he lay beaten and bloody, “She’s mine.”

He should have used his knife. Promises were promises, though, and he’d given Mea his word to be good. Not that that should count when faced with three trained, lethal weapons. He’d given it his best shot but every blow had felt like a sledgehammer. That damned metal on their bones had put a hell of a jolt behind each hit. He might have stood a chance if it had just been one—which was why the fucker brought friends.

His mouth twisted when he thought of Job Hammond but not because of the unfairness of what he’d done. Stone’s whole life had been unfair, and it was so ingrained that he didn’t question it. It was the words be my wife that made him want to get up off the table and take the man on again. He hadn’t been pleased when Mea and that bastard walked over his way or when the jackass started spewing all that sappy shit, but when he’d said those three words, suddenly Stone had found himself at the railing, gripping it white-knuckled. He’d barely been able to keep from leaping down and ripping the man’s spine out. That savage possessiveness scared the hell out of him, suggesting it might already be too late—he was going to be her stooge no matter what.

The last bit of grogginess left him with that thought, and he tried to roll off the table. He couldn’t move anything but his head.

“Be still,” Ema whispered in his ear, but he ignored her, struggling against the force that held him down. “I said, be still! It’s a force field.”

“Let me up,” he growled and saw Mea stir out of the corner of his eye.

“Shhh. You’ll wake Regan,” the hunter murmured and rubbed her eyes, shoulders slumping wearily.

“Call off your AI, Hunter.”

Sending him an exasperated look, she stood, running a hand through her dark hair. Glancing toward the still sleeping girl at the other table, she approached him. She moved stiffly as if she still felt the wound on her side. Leaning on the table at the level of his chest, she looked down at him, a hand on her hip.

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