Wow, did he just claim her in front of everybody? Madchen didn’t know what to think.
“You don’t know her Drago,” Jason croaked, “ not like I do,”
Mate, Nick did he just say mate?Madchen, chill, just go home with Drago,ok
Madchen awoke to soft sheets and soft music. The salty ocean breeze tickled her nose.As she sat up in the bed and surveyed her surroundings, she realized suddenly that she wasn’t at home, and a sudden chill down her spine alerted her to the fact she wasn’t alone.
Drago’s apartment was huge, compared to hers. Two more balconies, one that led out from the kitchen, one from the living room.Apparently there was only one bedroom, she would sleep on the couch, she decided.Everything was neat and tidy, definitely a man’s place. The kitchen was spacious as well, white subway tiles, all chrome appliances, with an island in the
“Just for a little while,” he sighed.It had been a long time since he had been out in a crowd, except the bloody wounded soldiers he had treated. The memories flooded him, and for a few seconds he was back on the battlefield, in the thick of it. Bloodied men lay all around him, some missing limbs from explosions.He was scrambling around, working as fast as he
Drago jumped up with seemingly superhuman speed, ripping his IVs out of his arm.Madchen marveled at him, standing outside the ambulance none the worse for wear.
It was four in the morning, and Nick had fallen asleep on the floor, guarding Madchen, as his brother requested. Adam stood up, stretching his legs. His wards were fast asleep, it was time to patrol, checking the parameter for intruders.Madchen awoke to
The door burst open. Jason looked up to see Drago running toward them, pure hate in his eyes.“Dark Lord,” he smiled, grabbing Madchen by the hair, pulling her to his knees.
He ducked into the medical helicopter, practically throwing her on the stretcher.It was large enough for ten people to move around comfortably. Marcu joined him, appearing out of nowhere.