I nodded. Most people would probably feel at least a little bit bad, or even put off by his obvious end. But I felt relief not only for my omega, but for the streaming community. Having someone like him in it was always a detriment, and now he’s gone.
“Where did you leave them?” Mason asked. “I’ll have my clean up team deal with it.”
“Near the edge of the woods,” he said. “Towards the base, I didn’t let them get far.”
He only nodded, looking at his phone and turning away.
“Is she okay?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said. “Shaken, but fine.”
We all went to the car where Cameo flung it open. Eva flinched at the sudden movement, her eyes wide, but started welling fresh tears when she saw Cam.
She leapt from the car into his arms. “Cam!” was all she managed.
He hushed her, just letting her cry. I was surprised he was being so relaxed about it, considering his normal reaction to her tears.
When she pulled away, she gasped loudly. “You’re bleeding!”
We all crowded him. It was hard to tell because he was in all black, but there was a darker wet spot on his side.
“It’s not mine,” he promised, but by the way he favored it a bit, I wasn’t sure that was true.
“We should get you both looked at,” I said.
“I’m fine,” Cameo said. “Let’s just go home.”
“You need a doctor,” Marcus insisted.
“I said I’m?—”
“Mason is a doctor,” Joon interrupted us all.
We all looked at him, and then looked at Mason, who didn’t look happy that his services were just being offered up.
With a long, decisive sigh, he said, “Everyone in the car. My kit is in the back. I’ll check you out at your house.”
No one could argue with that. We all piled in the back, and Mason started the long drive home.
When we arrived, Eva was fitfully asleep, so we put her in my room while Cameo insisted on being seen downstairs. When he took his shirt off, there was a long gash on his side.
“Jesus,” Marcus said. “You should have said something.”
“Not a big deal,” Cameo insisted. “I’m more interested in a shower. You should check Eva first.”
“You just need a few stitches; taking care of it now will be easier.”
Mason suddenly looked… like a whole different person.
Gone was the tough mafia man, and here was a concentrated doctor with his sleeves rolled up and glasses perched on his face.
He rifled through his bag until he pulled out an orange bottle. “Take these,” he said, dumping a few into Cameo’s open hand.
He tossed them back dry. Joon was glued to Cameo’s other side. We’d insisted he step away, but he promised he could handle it, and so far, that was true.
“I’m going to go check on Eva,” I said, feeling anxious about leaving her.
I took the stairs two at a time before opening my door. She was asleep still, looking calm and rested. Just then, I let the tight coil of anxiety I’d been holding onto since this all started release. Everyone was home and safe.
