Theodora's POVSomething about spacewalking always made me hungry. My brother, too. Maybe it was the heavy equipment or maybe the zero gravity, but I was starving. Quietly, I started to make myself a snack. Most of the ship had turned in for our trek to a refuel station. I didn't want to wake anyone up by clomping around the kitchen.I was too wired to sleep though. Anxious. Feeling close to the completion of this mission, but still too far. It felt like Sol was snatched right out of my fingers. It irritated me. But there wasn't much I could do about it. Besides, I needed some brain fuel while I thought of the next steps.Once we came back on board, Daxton ate his way through all of our leftovers. Javier went to his chamber to update Cyrus on his daughter. And I reported the unmanned vessel anonymously to the authorities. I knew reporting it was the best course of action for it. An unmanned vessel was primarily for safety reasons. They were big targets for bandits. They'd u
Javier's POVI felt like I had just walked in on something. Mads and Theo were a few feet apart, but I noticed how Theo's body quivered.Theo's cheeks flushed and beautifully crimson. Her lips were swollen and wet. Pupils expanded and she blinked slowly. I even noticed the tremble in her knees. I could scent the way her blood throbbed through her veins, sweetening the air around her. Spun sugar that melted on my tongue.That craving for blood fired up within me again. It puzzled me how it only happened around Theo. I didn't feel the craving toward anyone else. After we got back from Sol's ship, I had to pop my supplements. A few months' supply dwindling to nothing. I popped them like candy, thinking it was enough.I could scent Theo's blood from across the ship, but it felt far more potent now. My jaw ached, longing to feel its power thrum through my body. The taste of her blood would be as rich as the nectar from between her legs. And I had my fill of it. Still cravin
Theodora's POVAeolus was a few days away. Until then, I was going to spend my free time on the bridge or drinking with my brother. Anything to keep me away from the two men I kissed the other day. My fingers stroked the side of my neck where Javier bit me.I could still feel it even though the marks were gone.My body twisted up at the memory. Damn it. I can't believe he bit me.More unbelievable to me was that he gave me the supernova of orgasms when he fed off me. I never thought I'd be the type of person to enjoy that sort of thing, but there I was, moaning like I was being paid for it, as he drank from me. Fucking ridiculous.Every time I tell myself not to fuck Javier, I end up doing everything but fuck him. Who could blame me? Mads wasn't the jealous type, but apparently, Javier was. And I shamefully liked watching Javier get all wound up about me and Mads. Dangerous. That was a dangerous dynamic to like.I didn't want to think about it. Eventually, if I kept this
Javier's POVStill disoriented from the incredibly rough landing, Mads and I climbed the steps into the main cabin area of the ship. Debris was hanging from the rafters. Metal paneling was torn up and scattered across the couches. The cabinets in the kitchen were entirely broken off and crumbled on the ground. There was a massive fissure through the ship so deep I could look up and see a blue sky from where we landed. Damn. The ship looked like shit. But I was alive. Thanks to Mads.I glanced next to me at the towering werewolf, who seemed to be taking inventory of all the damages as we made our way to the bridge. "Hey! You guys okay?" Daxton shouted from the busted-up hallway. He was limping in our direction as fast as he could. "Yeah. The engine room is a mess though," Mads replied, pausing so Daxton could catch up. "Do you know what happened?" Daxton groaned. "No idea. I was napping when, all of a sudden, I was thrown from the bed on the ride of my life." Ma
Theodora's POVWhen I came to, everything ached.My ribs felt sore, my arm tucked to my side, feeling weak and unstable. Fuck, did I break my arm? The last thing I remembered was being catapulted across the bridge right into a window, so I'm sure that could have broken an arm.My other arm was stretched across the cot, fingers wound up in something cool and comforting. The last time I broke a bone, it was my femur in the wheel of a cyber bike. That one took a solid week to heal with the advanced healing serum. A week of being bedridden, but at the very least, we were traveling so there wasn't much I was missing out on either way.I groaned, slowly opening my eyes. Important to make sure I didn't have double-vision since I know I hit my head pretty hard. I flexed my fingers and whatever I was holding moved."How do you feel?" a silky smooth voice asked quietly."Javier," I murmured, blinking the sleepiness from my eyes to see him clearly next to me, leaning against the co
Theodora's POVMake amends with dad? Way easier said than done. He was pretty adamant that I shamed his entire military career with my actions and he didn't even want to look at my face ever again. I could only imagine how my mom cried and fought with him when she came home and I wasn't there.But if you asked me, it should be Dad making amends. Not me.I hadn't seen my mom in years at this point and I missed her so much. My dad, too. But I didn't want to visit them if they made me feel unwanted. Daxton and I walked to our family's farm while Mads and Benji borrowed my dad's massive cyber-rover to tow the ship into the barn. Neither Daxton nor I were in any physical shape to do that. Thankfully, I was feeling better. Breathing better. The advanced healing serum was working wonders on me. "How's Mom?" I asked as we continued our walk. The farm wasn't far and I felt like the boys and Ellie could use the ATV more than us right now."You're about to see her," Daxton rebutted.
Theodora's POVDinner was silent except for the scraping of silverware on my mom's good plates. Awkward. My entire crew lined the dining room table, aside from Mads, who took his portion to the barn to get a head start on repairs. Javier was sitting between Ellie and Benji, tentatively eating dinner. Cutting into the roast and vegetables. It smelled delicious, but I was too busy staring my dad down. Waiting for him to say something, but he never did. His icy gaze fixed on his plate, jaw strained tight even as he bit down on a forkful of food. I could practically hear his teeth clack against the silverware.Oh, fuck, he looked pissed. Just as angry as he was when he kicked me out.I knew coming here was a bad idea. We should've just stayed in the wreckage. I would have figured it out. But I knew my momma would be heartbroken if she knew I was so close and didn't visit. But I didn't want to have my father look at me like I was a disappointment again. I just knew he w
Theodora's POVMy heart was still pumping wildly, stuck in fight or flight as I stepped into the side door of the barn. A stack of scrap from Peacemaker piled in the corner. The smell of oil and hay. Peacemaker barely fit under the high ceilings. My dad typically worked on smaller crafts, but thankfully there was enough room to get the job done.And his hydrolift was strong enough to prop our ship a few feet in the air.Sparks flew from underneath the undercarriage, and the sound of a torch zapping drew my gaze to where Mads was. There was an empty plate on the workbench.At least he was able to eat before burying himself in work. My shoulders were still shaking, coming off the adrenaline. But it still fired through my system, making me jittery. The zapping stopped as Mads kicked himself out from under the ship, twisting off the blowtorch. He took off his welding mask, smoke clinging to his skin. His tattoos were glistening with sweat, clinging to his skin in droplets aro