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A flash of white anger rushed through me. He was deliberately pushing me, but why? I was aroused beyond measure, desperately wanting him to move his hands between my legs and put his mouth on my clit and show me how sucking it made me come even more than just rubbing it, but despite the inferno in his eyes, I could also see that he was holding back and struggling to do so.
“You’re a Kappa,” he said harshly, moving his hand out from beneath my waistband and placing it back to my hip bone, where it resumed its circles.
What did that have to do with anything? I was also Sigma and Theta. So what?
“I know you’re still taking the serum distilled with my blood. It’s how you remain enhanced. I saw you guys dosing earlier.” It’d been the first time I’d actually seen them do it, but I knew they were. A dose only lasted three days, and since we’d been sailing for thirteen days, they had to have topped themselves up with the vials they stole from the compound before they blew it up.
He jerked a nod. “We are.”
“So that’s not new news.”
Reluctance creased the strong planes of his face, and his expression grew dark. “I—”
I sucked in a breath and pushed him off me, breaking the connection and whatever spell he’d cast on my body and brain. “Do you hear that?”
“Hear what?”
“That!”I grabbed an automatic rifle from the table as I climbed the ladder up onto the deck. “The cloaking device is still on, right?”
He was already on the ladder behind me. “Yeah.”
“Well, we’ve been found anyway.”
It was midafternoon, and fluffy white clouds filled the sky, but I could hear the chopper. I could hear the whirr of the rotors. Squinting against the glare of the sun, I shielded my eyes with one hand, and that’s when I spotted the black dot moving toward us.
“Shit,” Zane said under his breath. “You heard that?”
I nodded, lifted my gun in the air, and fired off a series of shots toward the helicopter, which was closing in on us fast. It wasn’t a Canadian helicopter—I knew that—despite the fact that we were in Canadian waters. I could smell the stench of a government-owned compound chopper. There would be super soldiers onboard. Men like Rix, Zane, and Jorik. Their mission: to bring me in alive and kill the guys.
I wouldn’t be surprised if they sent a Hellcat to bring me in, too.
I shot at the helicopter again. So did Zane, and finally, we made contact. We hit the rotors, then the front windshield, and watched as the metal bird caught fire in the sky and spun toward the earth, crashing into the ocean moments later.
A rush of air behind me, the briny scent of ocean water mixed with neoprene, and a new heartbeat had me spinning around just in time to see a man in a black wet suit climb dripping out of the water with a tranquilizer gun aimed at me.
I shot at him, but he dodged—like a super soldier would—and he came at me. I deflected every strike, kicking him clear across the sailboat. He charged me again, and my fist made contact with the plastic and glass of his face mask. The glass shattered from the force of my fist, cutting up his face and making him scream out in pain.
I took his distraction as an opportunity to pull out my Yakku blade and jam it into the side of his neck, filling the air with the coppery scent of fresh blood. I flipped him over the side of the boat and into the water.
That’s when I registered the sound of more fighting and saw that Zane was in his own hand-to-hand combat with another soldier dressed exactly the same as the one I’d just killed. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted two more soldiers rising up out of the water on the ladder, their bodies dripping, guns at the ready.
“Two more,” I said, feeling their heartbeats and smelling their fear.
I couldn’t stifle the chuckle that bubbled in the back of my throat. They knew what they were coming up against. They knew what I was capable of. What Zane and his brothers were capable of.
Zane grunted a response, the sounds of bones crunching echoing across the bay. The guy he was fighting with fell back into the water over the side of the boat, but I didn’t have a chance to see if he resurfaced.
The two new guys charged me, but that was just really stupid.
I had the bloody Yakku blade in one hand and a dagger in the other and spun around, having dropped my gun when I fought the first guy, and our skirmish sent it sliding across the slippery deck. I made slicing motions across each of their chests, making contact and cutting through the thick black spongy fabric of their wet suits.
But that didn’t injure them enough, and the taller one came at me. I ducked his mediocre punch, which gave me an opening to bring up my foot into a high kick, sending the soaking wet man across the deck. I didn’t make it to his body to finish the job before the other guy was on me.
The shorter guy went to cock his gun, but I kicked it out of his hands and into the water, spun around and buried my bloody dagger into his chest, only to pull it out and slice it across the throat of the other guy as he came at me from where he’d been on the ground a second ago.
Another man climbed the ladder, his eyes locked on me.
But I was ready for him. Adrenaline pumped through me, and my pulse raced.
