limitations,
Chayle. Where they are vulnerable and how to combat those
vulnerabilities in the event they are caught. The harder we train
the better we are." He sounded so confident, so sure of the
outcomes that she did not have the heart to mention the possibility
that one of them could be killed.
Suddenly, there was an inhuman growl and
Kayne's brother did another flip, this one out of Mercury's reach
just as he sent a crushing chop to the man's neck just below the
ear. Merc went down, breathing hard and did not get up.
"Enough!" The shout echoed in the now quiet
room, the boom ringing in Chayle's ears. When Rafe moved in again
against the downed man a blur moved from her side, his huge arms
around his twin's neck to stop further harm. "Rafe, he's down!
Stop, brother, before you kill him!"
Kayne shook his brother harder, forcing the
battle rage back from the edge. It appeared to take several deep
breathes before Rafe finally realized where he was and what was
happening.
"Damn-it!"
Only when Rafe felt his brother's voice
penetrate the red haze controlling his mind did he realize what he
had done to their friend. Instantly, his body language relaxed, his
hands coming down to his sides, eyes closing.
"I have not lost control like that in a
very long time," he told Kayne silently. "Will you see to
him? I need to go calm myself before I apologize to Merc and your
mate."
"You know there is no apology needed,
brother" Kayne watched him, worried because Rafe was the calmer
of the two of them and if the stress of the situation was getting
to him then it could crack any of them.
"Take care of him," was all Rafe
could manage before he abruptly turned and strode out the doors
toward the showers. Kayne closed his eyes, praying to any entity
that would hear that things were different.
"Where is he going? Shouldn't he help your
friend?" He had momentarily forgotten Chayle but quickly shook off
his worries.
"He went to cool off." Bending down, Kayne
felt for a pulse, knowing before touching Merc that he was alive
but thankful it was strong and steady. Rafe was one of the
strongest warriors they had and he could easily kill an opponent
with that particular technique, and had when necessary.
"Is he alright? Do we need to call a
doctor?" Chayle bent down next to him, filling him with her scent.
Kayne immediately felt it all the way to his cock. He looked up at
her and grinned before answering, a dark simmer in those beautiful
eyes of his, causing Chayle's stomach to clench.
"He's good, but out cold. Rafe has taught
that particular maneuver to many of the men and some of the women
who have the strength to pull it off. Mercury just forgot to duck."
Walking over to a corner she had not seen before, Kayne pulled a
small bottle of water from a cooler, twisting the cap off as he
came back.
Chayle watched in amazement as he slowly and
deliberately poured the entire contents over the injured man's
head. Mercury instantly rolled over and came up sputtering, ready
to fight.
"Have a nice nap?" Kayne teased, watching
the murderous glare in Mercury's dark eyes.
"Your brother is a . . ." he suddenly
stopped, realizing the two of them were not alone.
"You were saying?" Kayne goaded him, knowing
exactly what he was going to say, since he had called his brother
many such names after a particularly hard work out.
"Where is he?" Mercury growled, shaking his
wet hair.
"He went to cool off and calm down." Chayle
said, watching the huge man standing in front of her. Without
realizing it, she had automatically moved closer to Kayne as soon
as Mercury came awake and stood up. His size and the look in those
angry eyes terrified her.
Mercury closed his eyes for a few moments,
then shook his head. "He won't answer," he whispered.
"Leave it, Merc." Kayne handed the huge man
a towel that Chayle had not seen him retrieve earlier with the
water. "Let him cool off and then talk to him."
"What do you mean, he won't answer? You
haven't talked to him yet."