Page 42 of Twin Warriors
“Cole is hurt,” she said, not wanting to get into it all now. She needed to make sure he would live. She couldn’t lose them, not now.
Amy ran over to Cole, Maku moving off her skin as she dropped to her knees beside him.
“Will he be okay?” Amy asked Kisma, but Cane answered.
“He is healing. His nano healers are working on the wounds, and whatever this black stuff is, it is keeping him alive. Amy-”
“Later, Cane. We can talk about all of this later.”
He nodded, turning to study the black patch over Cole’s skin.
Amy blinked back tears. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Of all the ideas she had in her mind about telling them the truth, never once did she think that they would be afraid of her. Now, the look in their eyes before the attack will always haunt her. They feared her. They feared what she could be, and it was killing her inside.
Chapter Fourteen
Cane and Iron moved Cole into the tent, laying him down on the soft ground. Cane knelt beside his brother, reaching out with his mind, but jerked back when all he felt was an empty dark void.
Panic rose inside him at the thought that his brother was lost.
A gentle movement on his arm made Cane look down to see a thin stream of the black ooze flowing off Cole and wrapping around his flesh wrist. It broke away from the rest, turning into a solid black bracelet.
“He lives, cyborg.” A female voice said in his head, making Cane stumble back and land on his ass on the floor.
“Calm. I am keeping him alive so he can heal. His mind is resting, that is why you do not sense him. He is not lost to you.”
“What are you?” Cane whispered.
“Let Amy tell you. She is scared, cyborg. She is filled with fear again.”
At the thought of Amy being afraid, Cane got to his feet, his blood pumping through his veins.
“What is making her afraid?” he barked out, staring at the black substance that covered most of Cole's chest and neck.
“You are.”
Cane’s heart sank. No! How had he let himself cause her fear again? What was wrong with him.
“How? How am I making her afraid?”
He waited, but no answer came.
“Answer me!” he roared, panic filling him that his mind was too far gone to be saved even by a mate.
Still, only silence greeted his mind. He needed to go to her, to tell her that he never meant for her to see him fight and kill like that. That she never had to be afraid of his strength.
He looked at his brother laying still on the ground of their tent. He couldn’t leave him. He couldn’t let Cole lay here, alone and lost in the dark.
A flash of images pierced his mind.
Cole and Amy on the transport, talking and laughing together. The moment in the garden when he showed her what was happening. The passionate moment they shared in the tent.
It took him a second to realize that the images were coming from Cole’s mind. He wasn’t alone in the dark. He was with Amy... and he would be fine.
Letting out a long sigh, Cane took one last look at Cole’s bloodied face, then slowly backed out of the tent.
A wave of warmth flowed over his skin, sending understanding and compassion through him.
It was coming from the black bracelet on his wrist, he could feel it. He understood that the creature that was helping Cole also understood how torn he was between staying with his brother and going to his mate.