Chapter 18
CristOF wanted to murder the male that had hurt his Tera. Giving the male on the ground a glare, he knew he couldn’t do that, not yet. He didn’t want to let go of her, afraid that if he left her for even a moment she would leave him. He could never let her go. So, he held her to him and crooned soothing words to her. He felt relief when he heard others coming their way.
“We're here! I need a medic!”
Commander TylOR and a few of his warriors approached. The rebel leader was taken into custody for questioning. He would face charges of treason, abducting a female and causing injury to her. The male would lose his life for his actions, CristOF would see to it.
He kept hearing her sweet words to him, proclaiming her love. He only wished it could have been under better circumstances.
“I love you too, Tera,” he whispered against her temple.
CristOF wasn’t sure she had heard him before she passed out. CristOF checked her pulse and was relieved that she was still breathing. Where in Kitana was the medic?
A male approached him with a medic kit and knelt next to him. “Sir, lay her on her stomach so that I can take care of the knife wound.”
“I was too afraid to remove the blade in case it caused her to bleed too much.”
“That was a wise decision. I can remove it and apply the skin sealant to prevent the bleeding.”
Reluctantly he laid her down gently, facedown. He watched and questioned everything the medic was doing, growling upset whenever Tera made an expression of pain even while she was unconscious.
“Do something about the pain,” he ordered.
“I will give her a sedative,” the medic told him.
“Warrior CristOF, I need to speak with you,” Commander TylOR said from behind him.
“I don’t want to leave her.” He had this unreasonable feeling inside that if he took his eyes off of her for one moment he would lose her.
“The medic is taking care of her. There is nothing else you can do. We have things we must discuss.”
CristOF glared at his commander, but stood up and walked over to him. He turned so that he could keep Tera in his sight. He had to.
“Did you get anything out of the rebel leader?” TylOR asked.
“No. I tried to provoke him but he held his tongue. He might have said something to Tera but…”
“We’ll ask when she is recovered.”
CristOF nodded, “He was going to stab me but Tera jumped in front and took the blade for me. She risked her life to save mine.”
“The female clearly loves you. She is brave, and is strong. She will recover quickly. We need to get everything from the rebel leader that we can. I thought you would want to be there when he is interrogated.”
“Who are you going to get to interrogate him?”
“Warrior StrykER.”
CristOF nodded his approval. StrykER was a well-known interrogator and no one was better. He also had abilities that helped him draw out vital information from those he questioned. CristOF had once watched him interrogate a Morin; he had the vital information within minutes.
“I do want to be there for the interrogation but not until I am sure that Tera will be okay I want to remain with her until I know that she is recovering.”
“Of course, she is your priority.”
“We’re ready to move her to the shuttle,” the medic said.
He looked over in surprise to find that a portable table had been brought to carry Tera out of the jungle. She was already on it, strapped down, and looked peaceful.
“Is she in pain?”
