So Harmony had heard.
“I need to get up.” She was naked beneath the blankets.
She glanced back at Lance as he moved across the room and picked up her silk robe.
“I picked up your clothes at the hotel. And your weapons.” He turned back to her with a frown. “Do you know that half of what you carry is illegal?”
She stared back at him silently.
Lance breathed out heavily. “Here’s your robe. Are you strong enough to get up on your own?”
She took the silk from his hand.
“Leave.” She didn’t bother to voice it as a request.
His gaze narrowed on her.
“Ely stays,” he ordered as he headed for the door. “I’ll see about getting dinner together.”
Harmony flipped the blankets from her nude body and swung her legs over the side of the bed before struggling into her robe.
“You touched me with your hands?” she asked the doctor coldly.
“I was gloved.” Ely crossed her arms on her chest as she stared down at her.
“Find better gloves,” Harmony snapped. “My skin is burning where you touched me.”
“Burning?”
“A cold, deep burn. Thighs, arm, neck and tongue.”
“No one has ever mentioned a burn. Pain, but no burn.”
“It happened when Jonas touched my back after the first night with Lance as well. It’s highly uncomfortable.”
“Which means painful as hell,” Ely grunted. “You’re one of the most willful Breeds I’ve ever met. Do you ever feel pain, Harmony?”
“Not if I can help it. I need a shower. Where’s my overnight bag?”
“You mean the lotion boutique?” Ely laughed. “Lance couldn’t pronounce half the names on those bottles. Quite a collection you have there.”
“Where is it?” She wasn’t in the mood to talk.
Ely sighed heavily as she moved to the closet and pulled the large overnight bag from the depths of it.
“You can talk to me, Harmony. I’m not your enemy.”
“Anyone not a friend is an enemy.” Harmony stared directly into her eyes. “And I have no friends.”
“Well, that puts me in my place.” Ely carried the bag to the bathroom, sitting it on a counter before turning and reentering the bedroom. “There you go. Can you walk to the bathroom?”
“I can walk.” Or she would die trying.
She was weak. Terrifyingly weak. Her legs shook as they took her weight, but they held her up. For the moment, that was all that mattered.
“Harmony, I have to leave tonight,” Ely announced as Harmony made her way across the floor.
“Good-bye.” What the hell did the woman want her to say? The doctor had helped hold her captive for two weeks and had helped take enough blood to refill another human body.
“You can’t run from him, Harmony,” Ely retorted as Harmony reached the doorway. “The hormonal treatments only work if you’re having sex regularly with your mate. If you leave, the mistake could be fatal.”
Harmony lowered her head, staring down at her feet as she gritted her teeth furiously.
“Jonas knew what he was doing, didn’t he?” she whispered. “This was planned.”
“I can’t verify that.” Ely’s voice chilled, assuring Harmony that Jonas had indeed known exactly what he was doing.
“This is a dangerous game you’re letting him draw you into, Doctor.” She turned her head, staring back at the other woman bitterly. “I won’t be the only one to die if this turns out the wrong way, I promise you that.”
“Who will avenge you, Harmony?” Ely asked her. “The same people who have pulled your ass out of the fire before. I read Jonas’s file on you, and it’s vastly different from the one in the Breed database.”
“As I said, you don’t want to get caught up in this.” Harmony smiled tightly. “If he hadn’t played his little game, if he had left it with merely attempting to reincorporate me into the Breed society, we would have all been safe. But this…” She waved her hand down her body. “This just changed the stakes. If I’m taken out, trust me, Jonas won’t escape unscathed. And neither will you.”
“How is she doing?” Lance asked Ely as he stood over the pot he had poured the chicken soup into, letting it come to a slow simmer as his aunt had instructed.
She walked slowly into the room, her hands tucked into the pockets of her lab jacket, her shoulders hunched.
“She’s frightened, but hiding it well.” She shrugged, her expression concerned. “She has a few symptoms no others have mentioned. A cold burn where I touched her while examining her, but other than that and being a bit weak, she seems fine.”
Lance nodded before turning back to the soup, watching as the slow curl of steam began to build at the top of it.
“Jonas called again,” he said. “He says he needs you back at the labs.”
“I’m surprised he waited this long.” Her expression was wry as she stared back at him. “At this point, I’ve done all I can for your mate. She won’t conceive, and I was expressly forbidden to add that particular hormone to her treatments. For some reason, he believes conception will ensure she stays with you.”
“You disagree?” He watched her narrowly.
“My only purpose is her survival—period. Your first priority is her protection and the bonding building between the two of you,” she informed him harshly. “Listen to me, Lance, if she runs, for whatever reason, then she’s lost to you forever. She’ll go on the Breed registry as a rogue. Kill on sight. We can’t allow that.”
“And why do you care?” Lance watched the young doctor, saw the compassion in her eyes, but he sensed something else. She wasn’t completely selfless in her desire to help Harmony.
“Because Jonas is so determined to have his own way.” She smiled mockingly. “At this point, that’s enough for me.”
“And when it’s no longer enough?” he asked sharply.
“Then I’ll take it up with Jonas.” She shrugged again. “But I do have to leave now. I don’t want to give him reason to order more tests on her, with another scientist. It’s best that he never learn of my deception here.”
“Braden will take you back to his place.” He nodded rather than questioning her further. “Jonas is having the heli-jet dispatched there.”
“Lance, I couldn’t strengthen the hormone as I could have if she were at the labs. She needs a more precise adjustment that can’t be accomplished as long as Jonas is playing his game. What I gave her will help; she won’t be completely helpless against the arousal, but it will still be severe. I’m sorry about that.”
“You took care of the most pressing problem.” He sighed. “She won’t conceive. I won’t have that choice taken away from her.”
“And I agree with you, obviously.” She shook her head wearily. “I’ll be leaving now. Make certain she gets plenty of fluids, but no caffeine. And rest. Right now, she needs that more than anything.”
God, could he handle another of those deep sleeps? She had cried as she dreamed. Streams of tears as she begged Alpha One, Jonas, to help her. To save her. Pleaded with him for forgiveness.
Twenty-four hours she had slept. Torn between silent tears and nightmare battles, Harmony had faced demons that Lance had been unable to fight for her. He had only been able to hold her, to croon to her. At times, it had seemed to ease her a bit; at others it had seemed to only frighten her further.
As Ely left the house, Lance moved to his bedroom and strode quickly to the small safe hidden in the back of his closet. There, he removed the small electronic bug detector Braden had brought in that morning.