Savage Bonds (The Bonds that Tie Book 2) by J Bree

Author:J Bree [Bree, J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Sometime after midnight, I wake to the feeling of one of my Bonds climbing into the bed behind me. I rouse just enough to lift my head off of Atlas’ chest and see Gabe tucked in behind me and Gryphon dropping into one of the ornate armchairs that he’s dragged over to the door, the lines of his body tense as he gets comfortable there, watching over us.

My brain doesn’t properly register what’s happening, how not okay things must be if they’re both here right now, so I lie back down and let myself drift back into a deep sleep, my bond pleased to have more of my Bonds close by.

I wake hours later to Atlas furiously whispering, “It’s my night, what the fuck are the two of you doing in here?”

I groan a little, rubbing a hand over my face, and Atlas’ arm tightens around me protectively. It’s early, my alarm hasn’t gone off yet, and I’m struggling to get my shit together enough to figure out what’s happening here.

The TV is still on from where we’d fallen asleep with the movie playing and the backlight illuminates the room just enough that I can see Gryphon is still awake in the armchair. He looks exhausted, fully dressed in his Tac gear, and there’s blood on his shirt.

“Are you hurt?” I croak, and my bond starts to hum in my chest at the very idea of him in pain.

Gryphon’s eyes flick in my direction and then down at himself like it never occurred to him that whatever he’s been doing last night might’ve left evidence behind. “I’m fine. This isn’t mine, but you’ll either need to avoid North or come to terms with healing him.”

I struggle to sit up, pushing away from Atlas and breaking his firm hold on me. “Where is he? I’ll heal him, just tell me where he is.”

Gabe grunts behind me and I finally remember that he’s here in the bed too, curled up on his side in a torn shirt and dirty shorts. He’s not the type to ever come to me dirty. Gryphon doesn’t either, something bad has happened.

Atlas comes to the same conclusion at the same time and scowls at Gryphon. “What the fuck has happened now?”

Gryphon finishes up the text he’s sending, then shoves his phone back in his pocket, crossing his arms again, but his eyes soften a little when they land on me in the bed in my heavily disheveled state. I already know I look like a mess, the crappy night of sleep didn’t do my hair any favors.

Did I even take my makeup off last night or do I have raccoon eyes right now?

Fuck, why am I thinking that right now? One of my Bonds is hurt, no one gives a shit what I look like.

“North’s on his way. He said he’s already seen a healer.”

Oh.

I don’t like that.

I don’t know how to tell any of them that I don’t like that, but Atlas glances up at me and his jaw tightens, his protective instincts sharp as always.

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