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Muscles began to spasm, starting in his feet then crawled their way slowly up, filling him with panic.
“What should I do?” she gasped, scared. “H-he- didn’t tell me anything, he just said to give it!” She hurried and got the phone while Nitro paced, his body and blood getting ever fucking hotter, his muscles strangling his own bones like they wanted to crush them.
“Give me the phone,” he barely managed as his lungs took on the ripple of heat till his every breath shook with growls.
She shot it to him and he snatched it, searching his contacts. “Fuck,” he grit, his fingers trembling.
“Talk to me, please,” she begged, her voice tight.
Her fear rode his skin like fire ants as he hit Lesions number.
“Are you hurting, what are your symptoms?”
He put the phone to his ear, focusing on getting his breath in and out of his lungs.
“Is there a-a-a fever?”
Fucking voice mail.
“Maybe you should drink some water to dilute whatever it was. Oh God, what if I gave it wrong?”
An angry, itching agitation filled his muscles, making him stalk across the room as he located Bishops name.
“Should I get some water?”
“Shut the fuck up!” he roared at her. His jaw clamped down hard as he fought the surge of panic and growing energy filling him up too quickly. “Something’s wrong, I don’t know what it fucking is,” he gasped. “Find Seth.”
She hurried and put her shirt on and the idea of Seth seeing her launched him to the door where he slammed a hand on it while eyeing her, frozen in the middle of the floor, wide eyes on him.
“Nitro?” she whispered.
His hands shook as he grabbed his cock, holding it in both hands. “I need to…” He forced himself against the wall at feeling a tidal wave of ferallustflood his balls and cock, then everything else in him. He eyed her, unable to unhinge his jaw to tell her to fuckingrun. His eyes lowered over her and he bared his teeth, needing to rip the clothes from her body.
He clenched his eyes, trembling through visions of blood and sexual assault. “What… thefuckdid you give me?” he bellowed around growls. “I want…your fucking…blood,” he forced out between clenched teeth.
Fuck, he needed to move off that door. He turned his gaze to the window, wanting to run and jump out of it to get away from her. He was going to hurt her. It wasn’t a fear, it was a fucking fact. He remembered the window had a roof right below it. “The…window,” he grit at her, feeling his hold on his body and mind slipping.
She stared in confusion then spun to it, yanking it open. She looked back at him, terror and worry crimping her face.
“Go!” he roared at her.
The second she disappeared from his sight, all hell broke loose in his body, filling him with a single insane directive.Hunt Felix. Feed his every hunger. And kill anything that tried to stop him.
****
“Lesion, something’s wrong with Nitro,” Bullets said. “You better get over there, Seth said he’s gone nuts after Felix gave him something in a syringe.”
Lesion shot up from his desk at hearing that. “Be there in five minutes.” He grabbed his sleepy-time-darts and medical bag, yelling “Tully, stay here, do not leave.”
“What’s wrong?” she called from in the bathroom.
“Something’s wrong with Nitro. I’m going help him. Go to Madam Hag if you need anything do you understand me!” he ordered, needing to make sure she knew how serious he was.
Her head poked out the bathroom, eyes wide and worried. He raced over and pressed his lips against hers.
“Do you understand? My anger belongs to my fear of losing you, that’s all. I love my angel.” She nodded a lot and he gripped her jaw, forcing his tongue into her soft mouth before ripping himself away.
As he ran down the pier, he mapped out the quickest route to Nitro then hopped on his Swamp Dragon, needing all the speed he could get. He quickly dialed Nitro once he was on the water, getting a voice mail. He remembered Seth and found his number, hitting it.
