10. Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

S eryn had to wear sunglasses inside the hospital because his eyes glowed red the second they took Mitchell to surgery. He sat on the chair that would have been next to Mitchell's bed had the hospital staff not wheeled him out of the room on it.

Seryn eyed Todd, who sat on the bench with his eyes shut. He wasn't sleeping, but he didn't want to talk, which was fine by Seryn. The doctors not letting Seryn go with Mitchell pissed him off. For the first time in a long time, he let his anger show. Except he couldn't show unsuspecting humans his not so human traits.

Seryn pulled out his phone and pressed the button to call Daruss.

Daruss answered on the second ring.

"It won't take long for Davorion to find us. We'll need another car. In four or five days. I'll call you."

"Jude will want to talk to Mitchell, Seryn."

"Soon."

"Now."

"He's in surgery." Seryn wasn't in the mood for Daruss's commands. Not when Mitchell had freed him from the visions. "Soon."

"Surgery?"

"His injuries were extensive. His last fight almost killed him."

"I'm not telling Jude that."

"You can tell him whatever you want."

Daruss sighed. "How many did you kill?"

"Enough to give us a couple of days head start, but I failed to get Davorion. Our location will be compromised soon."

Todd opened his eyes, listening to Seryn's end of the conversation. He frowned.

"Are you alright? Any injuries?"

"Nothing worth mentioning." The wound on his side had scabbed over.

"What is worth mentioning?"

"They won't let me in the operating room."

Daruss chuckled. "It makes sense that they wouldn't."

"If they knew how much danger he's in, they would. I'm the only one who can protect him."

"Do you need backup now?"

"No." Seryn took a deep breath. He shouldn't take his anger out on Daruss, who didn't deserve it. "Maybe. I don't know yet."

"Call me if you do. And call when you get ahead of Davorion." Daruss hung up without a goodbye. Seryn didn't mind. It meant he didn't have to field anymore questions.

Feeling emotions gave him a headache. And every emotion centered on Mitchell, which seemed logical given how they were fated mates. The problem was Seryn had shoved his emotions so far down for so long he had forgotten what it was like. His gut churned with worry. He had visions for the love of the gods. He told himself he'd see if something happened to Mitchell, but it didn't stop him from thinking about what could happen.

Seryn looked at the clock on the wall. Time seemed to slow.

Todd was afraid to talk to him. No doubt he could feel Seryn's anger still simmering just underneath the surface.

"I won't hurt you."

"I know." Todd's sigh was audible from across the room. "But you're going to hurt someone, right?"

"Probably."

"You have a thing for Mitchell, huh?"

Seryn made a noise of affirmation. "More than just a thing."

The door clicked when it opened. In walked the doctor from the emergency room. He had the same dark circles under his eyes, and he immediately searched the room. When his gaze landed on Todd, he sighed. As he spoke, it was clear he directed it at Seryn. "There are three people in suits who showed up in the emergency room. Since they look like mobsters, I'm going to assume you have something to do with them being here."

Seryn smiled. "Yes."

The doctor clearly didn't like him. He rolled his eyes. "They're asking about someone named Burke. Since I don't actually know the name of the guy you guys brought in, I thought I better let you know."

Seryn nodded. "Have they found him yet?"

"No. I used one of those name generator sites to come up with his name. No way would they guess it." His gaze landed on Todd again. "They mentioned you too, baby."

Todd narrowed his eyes. He walked to where Seryn sat and stood behind him as if he were using him to shield his heart. "After my friend gets out of the hospital, I'm leaving the city, Evan."

Evan sucked in a breath. "What? Why?"

"There's nothing here for me anymore. Not to mention those guys are after me as much as they are my friend. I can't stay."

Evan was a smart person. Seryn could practically see the cogs turning in his mind. He was trying to read between the lines. "You getting involved with these people is my fault, isn't it?"

"Yes, Evan. Because everything is about you?"

"You needed money after you left. You got it from these guys, didn't you?"

Todd spluttered, but recovered quickly. "It's none of your business what I do anymore."

Evan's expression fell. He took a step closer to Todd, holding out his hand.

Seryn imagined Todd taking a step back, although he didn't see it. Todd sniffled.

"I'm done crying over you, damn it." But he clearly wasn't.

Seryn would no longer be a shield for Todd's emotions. It appeared he wasn't very good at it, anyway. And it was clear Todd and Evan had to either work it out or find some type of closure.

Seryn stood and grabbed his coat, putting it on for the first time since last night. He pulled out a handgun.

Evan sucked in a breath. His eyes widened as he watched Seryn give the gun to Todd. "You can't have that in the hospital."

Seryn didn't respond. Instead, he addressed Todd. "Stay here. Shoot anyone suspicious."

Todd wiped the last of the tears away from his eyes. He frowned as he eyed the gun.

Seryn took it from him, showing him how to use it. He showed Todd where the safety was. When Todd nodded, he moved on. "Pull back until you hear it click. Then point and shoot."

Seryn handed the gun over and turned toward the door.

Evan's protests followed him out the door.

It took him longer to find the men than it did to kill them. Disposing of the bodies was even more of a complication, but he'd found the morgue and stashed them there. He found the surgical ward after he finished.

A nurse told him Mitchell was in recovery and led him to a waiting room.

The second Seryn saw Mitchell sleeping, he sighed in relief. One of the recovery nurses smiled at him and said, "You look worried."

"I am."

"We're not supposed to let you in, but we make exceptions for spouses sometimes."

Seryn liked her assumption. "Thank you."

Seryn closed the distance, taking Mitchell's hand.

The nurse came over to him, standing on Mitchell's other side. "Everything went well. We're just finishing up some after care instructions and then we'll take him to his room.

"I'd like to stay and walk up with you."

"Sure."

It took another thirty minutes and then they headed up. Mitchell didn't awaken through the entire trip, not that Seryn expected him to. But the sooner he woke up, the sooner they could get out of there. Davorion would send more people to the hospital. It was only a matter of time before they found him.