Free Wolf's Surrender: Part of the Immortal Ops World (Shadow Agents / PSI-Ops Book 1) by Mandy M. Roth Page B

didn’t hurt me. Whatever you did actually made me feel better.”
    “It did?” she asked, confusion coating her beautiful face.
    Baby?  
    Did I just baby her?
    She blinked several times and then coughed. Blood shot out of her mouth and trickled down her chin and neck. The false sense of relief he’d gained from her speaking to him vanished and he realized just how hurt she was. She’d clearly sustained internal injuries during the explosion.
    Her eyes widened and she gripped his hand. He bent and kissed her forehead gently. “I’ll get you to help.”
    She shook her head and tugged on him, forcing him to lean. “Succubus.”
    He’d heard Ezra refer to her as such already. Why was she bothering to tell him again? Did she not think he knew better than to take her to a human hospital? He’d reach out to his contacts underground as soon as he knew it was safe and find her medical help that catered to supernaturals. “I know, baby.”  
    Cringing, he realized he’d given her the same pet name once more.
    She shook her head, her eyes wide. She winced and additional blood came from her mouth. “Need sex energy.”
    It took Brad a moment to wrap his mind around what she was telling him. When it hit him, he lifted his brows. “Where do I find that?”
    The look Alice gave him was a cross between annoyance and amusement. She ran her hand over his cheek in a sweeping motion, as if they were lovers. “ You . Need you.”
    She needed him?
    The knowledge rocked him to his very core.
    She coughed and then cried out before her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She passed out in his arms and he lifted her carefully. He’d get her to safety and he’d figure out a way to see to her needs, though he was pretty sure she’d been delirious when she’d suggested she needed him.
    He held her to him closely as he made his way through the rubble in the direction he could only hope was out. With as disoriented as he was he half-feared he’d walk straight into the enemy’s hands. The further he went, the more he got his wits about him. When he exited out into open air and found himself standing in what used to be a parking lot, the building he’d come from engulfed in flames, he backed up more, holding Alice protectively. Everything in him wanted to run with her, far and fast, but he couldn’t risk hurting her more.  
    He’d get her somewhere safe and he’d see to her medical needs as best he could. And if he absolutely had to, he’d reach out to some of his old SEAL buddies. He had to be careful. Trusting others had landed him where he was—a prisoner. He wouldn’t jeopardize Alice’s safety. He spotted a vintage muscle car off a ways in the parking area. There was no doubt in his mind the car belonged to a guard. Men like them went for muscle cars.
    He went straight for the vehicle. If he knew the guards like he suspected he did, the car would have a stash of weapons and cash in it in the event a quick getaway was needed. With great care he set Alice on the hard ground and then proceeded to break into the car. Once he’d gained access he placed Alice in the passenger seat. He then rushed around, assumed the driver’s seat and proceeded to hotwire the vehicle. The skill was one he’d picked up during his squandered youth, but one he was happy to have.

Chapter Nine

    Brad drove as fast as he could, and for as long as he dared with the condition Alice was in before he pulled down a one-lane road and found a secluded spot to park off to the side. They were far enough from the highway that no one would think to look for them there. He needed to check on her.
    She hadn’t moved since he’d put her in the car, and he’d spent the last hour listening to her breathing as he drove, scared beyond words that she’d give up the fight and die. That just wasn’t an option. He needed her.
    He stilled, trying to understand where the feelings had come from. Had he developed them because he’d been held so long and she