Because a shrill alarm chose that moment to break the comfortable silence.
An alarm coming from the room next door.
28
ZIGGY
Micah had barely sat up before I was dressed and flinging open the door between our rooms.
If Pedro is hurt, someone will die.
Therewasan injury, but it wasn’t the Trol. The nanny bot was sprawled on the lava rock floor, halfway to the door, as if its legs had given out while headed for the exit. Closer inspection revealed the wiring connecting its joints had been gnawed through by what appeared to be two rows of sharp fangs.
Of course.
Unfortunately, the perpetrator was long gone, judging by the Pedro-sized hole clawed through the exterior rock wall.
“Holy shit!” Micah stumbled into the room, his Han Solo pants still unbuttoned and his “Y’all Need Science” tee shirt halfway over his head. “Is Pedro?—”
“Pedro did this, yes,” I sighed, more than a little impressed with the creature. “And now they are loose in Nuclei City.”
“Shit,” Micah repeated as he kneeled beside the droid and turned off the alarm before getting to work on repairs. “Maybe weshouldhave fed them when we got back…”
I cleared my throat. “It’s my understanding that if a baby is sleeping, you should let them sleep.”
As soon as the damning evidence was out, I wished I could take it back, but I breathed through the discomfort, just like Dr. Micah had taught me.
He knows all my secrets anyway.
Almost all of them…
To his credit, Micah attempted to hide his smile while keeping his gaze on his task. “Oh, yeah? Is that something Zion told you?”
Sigh.
Nothing is sacred in this family.
“Your brother gave me barely usable intel,” I huffed. “I did myownresearch.”
Again, I tamped down the instinct to flee after such a confession and was rewarded for my efforts.
“You’re such a good Space Daddy…” Micah murmured, gazing at me with glassy-eyed lust. “And your competence is so fucking hot.”
The feeling is mutual.
The urge to take him back to bed was strong. While my mate had attempted to wipe our collective cum off himself, I could still smell it on him—tempting me to continue marking him as mine. But finding Pedro was the most pressing mission at the moment, especially as I wasn’t convinced the Eki wouldn’t try to claim the karnilianfor themselves if given the chance.
Which gives me an idea…
Albeit a dangerous one.
“Are you able to remove Pedro’s shields from afar?” I forced my tone to remain even—to not betray anything. “It would help me track them.”
Micah chewed his bottom lip as he stood the repaired droid back on its feet and grabbed the baby sling for himself. “I could, but…” He turned to face me with an unreadable expression. “Do you really think that’s a good idea? With howsome peoplecan sense the karnilian,I mean.”
We stared at each other for a moment as I discreetly unleashed a few tendrils to better gauge ifIwas included in this concern.
As I should be.
