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around,” Eaton finished.
“Exactly,” Marty agreed.
Eaton thought about it for a bit. “As long as it isn’t right before a shift, I can agree to those rules,” he said after a moment of contemplation.
“Good. Now get dressed and going. The quicker you go, the sooner you can come back to me,” Marty ordered.
Eaton approached the bed. He kissed Marty with all the pent-up passion he had concealed inside. He hoped his mate healed quicker than the doctor anticipated or soon his balls would be glowing so blue they’d distract planes circling overhead.
He dressed quickly and gave Marty one last kiss before yanking on his shoes.
“Bye, love. Stay out of trouble.”
Marty flashed a devilish grin. “What would be the fun in that?”
Eaton shook his head and walked out the door. He had the uncomfortable sensation that his mate was just showing Eaton what he wanted to see. Eaton made a note to call Gallen later. Any price would be worth having Marty walk again.
* * * *
    Marty barely waited for Eaton to clear the room before he wiggled his fingers and toes to assess the damage. At least he had feeling. He’d panic more if he didn’t have any sensation.
    “I can do this. I bet I can walk,” he muttered. With excruciating slowness, he sat up completely and swung his body around until his feet dangled off the side of the bed.
“What are you doing?”
    Marty’s head jerked up. He tilted his head to meet the cold eyes of Aden Gage. He should’ve heard the man approach, but his experience with the creepy human told him no one heard Aden unless he wanted them to.
    “Umm, I thought I’d see if I could walk,” he said. The words had sounded stronger in his head. Somehow when confronted with Aden, Marty wanted to offer his neck like he would to a stronger alpha. Carey serving as the alpha of the house didn’t seem such a strange thing after meeting his father.
    “Wow, they really do make hawks stupid. I thought it was just a rumor,” Aden mocked.
“You don’t have to stay and witness my stupidity,” Marty snapped. “I’m sure I’ll be fine without an audience.”
“If you hurt yourself further, Eaton will be crushed, and I don’t let anyone hurt my boys.” Aden let the threat hang in the air.
Marty gave a scoffing laugh. “What could you possibly do to me that is worse than this?”
“Set you on fire,” Aden replied.
The speed with which the human found an answer to that question sent a deep chill through Marty’s body. He swallowed back the knot of fear. “Um, how about you don’t?”
“I didn’t say I would,” Aden said quietly. “I said it was worse. I don’t think Eaton would forgive me if I burned you. I’d have to make sure it looked like an accident.”
The blood drained from Marty’s face. He’d stared down shifters three times his size, taken on homicidal rival gangs and more than once looked down the barrel of a gun, but none of them scared him as much as the human standing calmly before him. It wasn’t just the coldness in Aden’s eyes. It was the practicality in his voice. Marty had no doubt in his mind if he needed to be eliminated, Aden Gage would kill him and not lose a second of sleep over the action.
“I’m Eaton’s mate,” he said. Maybe that would give him the edge. If Aden didn’t want to harm the men he’d accepted as part of his little group, surely killing one of their mates would be taboo.
Aden nodded. “That’s what I heard and it’s why you’re here instead of at the bottom of Lake Washington with Lance.”
“You put Lance at the bottom of the lake?”
Aden shrugged. “He had to go somewhere, and with all the development around here, burying a body just isn’t practical. They all get dug up.”
“I-I see. Yes, that would be inconvenient.” See him talk nice to the homicidal maniac. Marty knew if he were at full strength, Aden wouldn’t intimidate him as much, but helpless and barely able to move wasn’t the best time to deal with psycho man