Free Evans, Gabrielle - Hypnotic Healing [Fatefully Yours 6] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) by Gabrielle Evans Page A

his teeth as his eyebrows drew together. “Did he say anything before he left?”
    “No.” Myst sat up straighter in his chair. “He was pacing in front of the door. He said a few things about being worried about you and…” Myst trailed off, looking uncomfortable. “Uh, well, then he just left.”
    “What are you hiding?” Hex pushed to his feet and took up a no-nonsense stance with his feet wide and his arms crossed over his chest.
    “It’s nothing.” Myst stood as well and pushed a hand through his dark, shaggy hair. “I think he’s feeling a little left out, is all. He said some things about being pushed out of the way last night when he really needed to touch Echo and make sure he was okay.”
    “Oh, you didn’t.” Echo looked around the room, meeting each of their eyes, disappointment etched into the lines of his face. “Why?”
    “Baby, we didn’t mean it like that.” Hex closed the distance between them and cupped Echo’s cheek. “We were all worried about you. It’s not like we purposely tried to keep him away.”
    His mate sighed and rubbed his cheek over Hex’s palm. “I know, but I really think you take Onyx for granted too much.” His eyes darted to Myst. “And not only him.”
    With a twinge of pain, Hex realized Echo was right. Onyx was just so quiet, and Myst always acted as if nothing in the world could bother him. He couldn’t speak for the others, but he knew he had a lot of apologizing to do. At least he’d already begun trying to make things right with Myst. “We’ll find him.”
    Echo nodded firmly. “Please. I’m worried about him.”
    Hex looked at his mate in amazement. After everything Echo had been through, and his main concern was still for them. It was nothing short of a miracle, and one none of them deserved.

Chapter Seven

    “Echo, we’re going to find him. Just re—”
    Echo jabbed his finger in Vapre’s chest and glared. “If one more person tells me to relax, I’m going to drop-kick them in the face. Do I make myself perfectly clear?”
    Vapre chuckled and tried to gather him up like a small child. “Onyx can take care of himself. He just needs to work off some steam. You’re overreacting.”
    Well, that did it. Echo pushed against Vapre’s chest and bared his fangs as he hissed. “You have not seen overreaction. One of the men I love is missing, and you’re acting like he went off to a fucking tea party.”
    “I suggest you put those away,” Vapre cautioned, motioning toward Echo’s canines, “unless you plan to use them. Don’t try to play with the big boys, sweetheart. You’ll just get yourself hurt.”
    Echo had Vapre on his back with a knee pressed into his groin and a hand around his throat before anyone could blink. “And, I suggest that you back the fuck off.” He pressed his knee more insistently into Vapre’s crotch. “Anything else, sweetheart ?”
    Onyx was missing. Echo was still dealing with the fact that someone had drained him. His throat ached, his mouth was parched, and he wasn’t feeling just real stable at the moment. He so didn’t need shit from Vapre on top of it.
    Vapre glared up at him and snarled. “Get off me.”
    Even when they’d been angry before, Echo had never heard that tone from his lovers directed at him. Whipping his head around, he found Syn and lifted both eyebrows. “Dude?”
    Syn jerked as if coming out of a trance, surveyed the scene, and blushed. “Shit, sorry.” He took a deep breath, then another, and finally nodded. “Sorry,” he repeated.
    Vapre immediately went limp beneath Echo, blinking several times as if he was confused about how they’d gotten into the position in the first place. “Are you coming on to me, love?”
    Echo rolled his eyes and snorted. “I think you were getting a little backlash. Sorry, I kicked your ass.” He rose to his feet in one swift, graceful movement and held his hand out for Vapre.
    Taking Echo’s hand, Vapre grimaced. “You didn’t kick my ass,”