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Claws traced the hollow of my neck, and I refused to flinch. He wouldn’t hurt me. I just knew it.
“Ginny girl,” Beau warned. I wouldn’t be swayed to move. From the way Killian’s head cocked to the side, I could see I was getting through to him.
“When we were nineteen, you proposed at Waverly’s Farm in the same spot we picked out that first pumpkin. The spot behind Mr. Waverly’s house? Do you remember what you said, Killian? Do you remember what you said to me?”
I waited and prayed desperately for something from him. Anything. Even if it meant he forgot everything he’d said that day.
The fangs in his mouth slowly receded.
“In Greek mythology,” Killian began gruffly, his eyes slipping back to normal, “humans once had two heads, four arms, and four legs. Zeus believed them to be unstoppable. That scared him, so he separated them and left them to wander the earth, forever searching for the other half of its soul.”
He was breathing hard, teetering a fine line with his control.
“Why did you tell me that?” I asked.
“Because you’re my other half,” he whispered. “And together we can do anything.”
“Yeah.” I laced my fingers through his. His forehead pressed lightly against mine briefly. “It’s you and me, Killian. It’s always been you and me.”
“And Beau… pointing a fucking gun at your back,” he growled. His gaze darted over my shoulder as he stepped around me.
“Sorry, Killy Boy,” Beau replied. “Had to make sure you wouldn’t fuckin’ kill someone.”
“You could’ve gotten yourself killed,” Killian told me. “Why? How did you know it’d work?”
“You’ve always been angry, Ian. You’ve always had to control it. This is just… the same thing.”
“It’s a big fucking risk, Genevieve.”
“You’re worth it,” I cut him off before he could say anything more. “We need to go help Nolan. Please.”
He nodded, wrapping an arm around me as we waded out of the water. Had I been incredibly stupid to put myself between Killian and Beau? Yes, I had, but I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Every single time. He was mine to protect as much as I was his.
Chapter 127
Killian
Istowed Genevieve in an empty exam room at Sunshine Hearts, doing my best to pretend I was okay. Like I wasn’t hurting everywhere. Or like I hadn’t been stabbed. My head throbbed, the world swayed every so often, and I barely had a grip on my consciousness. But Genevieve needed me. It was obvious she needed a doctor. Even the smallest movements had her wincing, and I worried about permanent damage to her shoulder. With her wolf dormant, she wouldn’t heal the same.
“Let Maggie take a look at you, okay?” I said. “I need to check on Nolan.”
The commotion across the hall in the other exam room had my heart lodged in my fucking throat. I needed to know what was happening to my baby brother.
“I don’t have any hope,” Genevieve whispered. God, if that didn’t rip my fucking heart out. I didn’t blame her. And I didn’t have the heart to say I didn’t either.
I cradled her face and kissed her briefly, noting the trembling in her body. Fuck, she was freezing.
“You don’t have to,” I told her softly. “But please, let Maggie take care of you until Cecelia can check you out. It’s not just about that. It’s about everything you went through.
“Okay.”
“Take good care of her.” I paused in the doorway to glare at Maggie. “Her sister is in the waiting room. Maybe get her?”
“I will,” Maggie replied with a small nod.
“And get her dry clothes and a few blankets. She can’t stay in those.”
“I’ll take care of her, Killian,” she promised. Teeth clenched, I nodded and glanced at my wife once more from the doorway. Fuck, it was hard to walk away from her.
