Free GraceinMoonlight by Stephane Julian Page A

flattened almost to the point
of disappearing. “Alex is weak and the pregnant girl was having contractions
when they showed up. And the other girl, Grace’s daughter…” He shook his head.
“You let her keep a loaded gun.”
    Kaisie shrugged his shoulders as he gathered Grace into his
arms to get her off the plane. He kept her as still as he could and almost
didn’t want to put her down on the stretcher Dane had waiting at the bottom of
the steps.
    “The gun made her feel safe.”
    “Yeah, well, next time, take the damn bullets away first.
She put one in the floor when I tried to take Alex into the exam room without
her. We ended up putting Alex and the girl in the same room so Amy could be
with both of them.” The edges of Dane’s mouth curled up. “She’s strong. A lot
like her mother.”
    The drive passed excruciatingly slowly. Grace never regained
consciousness and, by the time they got to the den, his jaw felt close to
shattering.
    They carried her and Kaine into the den’s medical facility
and Dane immediately went to work. Kyle’s mate, Tam, rushed in from somewhere
and they started to talk in their own language, which sounded like English but
didn’t make a damn bit of sense to Kaisie.
    He could only watch as they started to work.
    “Kaisie, why don’t you go check on Kaine?”
    Kaisie lifted his gaze to Dane’s and started to shake his
head before Kyle put his hand on Kaisie’s shoulder.
    “Come on, man,” Kyle said. “Someone will come get you if
something happens. Kaine’s awake. She needs you. And you should check on the
kids. The girl’s asking for you. And you need to tell her to put the gun away.
She’s scaring the natives.”
    “Amy. Her name’s Amy.”
    “Great. Tell Amy she needs to give you the gun. No one’s
going to hurt her here.”
    But they wouldn’t hesitate to separate and confine her if
she did attempt to hurt someone and that might push her over the edge right
now.
    With a nod, Kaisie turned and headed down the hall to the
exam rooms, using his senses to guide the way. They weren’t difficult to find.
The bitter scent of fear drew him to the right room.
    He knew Amy had sensed someone coming because when he looked
through the window in the door, he saw her sitting at the edge of the bed
closest to the door, gun pointed straight ahead.
    He couldn’t help but smile. He liked this girl. He liked her
style.
    “Oh, thank the goddess.” Nica Donato stopped at his side,
just out of range of the window. “I want to check the pregnant girl but the
little one with the gun won’t let me near her. Said she’d only talk to you.”
    Kaine glanced at the strega , seeing the relief in the
pretty brunette’s eyes. An Etruscan witch who had the power to heal with her
hands, Nica had a quiet disposition and soft smile that made her one of the
least threatening-looking people in the world. But he didn’t blame Amy for
being overly cautious. Growing up in a pit of Mal would make anyone
paranoid.
    “Give me a few minutes,” he told Nica.
    “The girl’s been having contractions and I need to examine
her to determine how far along she is and if this is false labor or we need to
prevent her from going into labor. Time’s not on our side, Kaisie.”
    “I just need a couple of minutes.”
    He hoped. Deliberately taking his time opening the door, he
walked into the room with both hands at his sides, loose and open. Amy kept the
gun trained on him as he closed the door behind him, deliberately turning his
back to her for several seconds.
    When she didn’t shoot him in it, he figured that was a good
sign. He walked over to stand in front of her as she scrambled to her feet,
never taking the gun off him.
    “I’m gonna need you to put that away now, Amy. Your friend
needs to be checked out.” He turned to Alex on the other bed. “Hey, bud. How
you feeling?”
    The kid smiled, relief in every relaxed line of his body.
“Better now that we’re ho—here.”
    Kaisie nodded,