Faith ignored them all and kept going. “Nothing would show up in my blood or Kirby’s. If you’re thinking that way, you aren’t any better than the demons.”
The general’s face was red with anger as he looked around the room. No one supported him, even the men he brought looked at him with disgust. Logan now joined Rane as they stood next to her.
The general cleared his throat as he took one last look around the room at the werewolves. “I’ll clear this mess up, deal with the media and all of the survivors.”
Kane seemed to growl out as he stood in front of Kirby and Faith. “We will be taking any of the survivors who want to come with us. Some of the supernaturals will feel safer. We have been cleared for this already.”
The general’s face, if at all possible, seemed to get redder. He nodded then turned and walked over to his men.
Faith turned to them. “We have to keep our eyes on him. I agree we have to step up our training of the women, and make sure our women are never alone with him.” She paused and made sure she looked at all of the werewolves. “Now that I think about it, keep all of the supernaturals away from him.”
All the werewolves nodded.
Frowning, Kirby said, “I thought he was the top ranks of the military and had all the power?”
Rane kissed her forehead before answering. “He is very powerful, little red, but he’s not the top, although he is very close.” He whispered the rest. “They don’t know the head honcho is a werewolf.”
Raising her eyebrow, she gasped out, “How do they not know?”
Rane shrugged. “We’ve been hiding from the beginning of time.”
“You would think that we’d know by now that you guys existed. With all of this new technology, it doesn’t make sense.”
Faith giggled at her, adding her own two cents. “Normal people see and think what they want to. There has been video footage, but normal humans don’t want to think of what is out there. They’re all too involved in their own lives.”
Kirby thought that through, then nodded her head, saying, “I felt you out there but I chalked it up to various things.”
Kirby didn’t even notice that all the werewolves, herself, Faith, and Sara had walked out of the hospital, until they were standing outside by the large tent that was the makeshift hospital.
“Della and Ava have spoken to the supernaturals, and it looks like they’re all coming with us,” Faith said. “Kirby, I think that we should go around tomorrow at lunch time and meet these new people, have a talk with them.”
Kirby liked the idea, but now that the adrenaline was wearing off she was too tired to talk, so she agreed by nodding. Without realizing it she had been leaning on Rane more and more, so much so that she didn’t think she had really been walking. She gave up on the pretense and leaned all of her weight on him, almost collapsing into him. Rane chuckled, kissed her forehead, and picked her up.
She smiled as she heard, “Thank God, I didn’t want to be the first to show how exhausted I was.”
Kirby didn’t want to admit it either, but hurt too much to care who caved first. Sara fell into Tray’s arms.
It was Jamie, who she had completely forgotten about, who said, “Think how the regular human military men feel. You have extra strength and healing, thanks to mating one of us. It’s one of the reasons we haven’t trained humans to do this until now, and the only reason we’re doing it is because we have no choice.”
That brought her back from almost falling asleep in Rane’s arms. She looked around and asked, “Where is my brother?”
She couldn’t see Logan. She did notice that the werewolves didn’t even seem tired. A lot of them were leaving.
Rane whispered in her ear. “They’re going patrolling. Don’t worry, I’ve sent Logan back to the base. He’s been with us all this time, while the others were only there for the last hour. We had already been there fighting for over an hour.” He kissed her forehead again and sighed. “I hate to admit this, but Logan did really well, although he’s pretty beat up and it will probably take him a couple of days to get back to one hundred percent. We’re going to need him for Wednesday.”
Kirby nodded into his chest, too tired to respond. He placed her in the car and gently kissed her lips.
* * * *
Rane woke the next morning at six o’clock, which was a good hour later than he usually woke. He’d slept in. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath, wrapping his arms around the lush, naked woman next to him and pulling her even closer. Rane chuckled as he remembered getting Kirby out of her clothes last night, she had moaned out, “Don’t make me do anything please, I’ll be good. Give me five minutes more sleep.”