Chapter 42

Siya's Point of View

Gerald was trembling by the time I had unplugged most of his machines. With wide eyes and thin lips, he watched me wordlessly. Spit seeped out of the corners of his mouth, like a rabid dog about to be put down.

The fear in those wide eyes of his sent thrills down my body. Woke up the most wicked side of me.

"Ah, I read in your file that you are on the mend. How is that gunshot feeling?" I asked, a large grin forming on my face.

His eyes shuddered. Scanned the empty room and the dead monitors all around him. "Bet... Better, thank you, captain." He replied, voice hoarse. Breathless.

Afraid.

I nodded slowly. Turned on my heel and looked at the door. Marched toward it before slamming the lock into place. On the other side, I heard Killian swearing several times over.

"I'm glad. So glad that you remained alive during the entire thing, just so you could report back to me. The goddess must find you favorable indeed." I mused, twisted back to look at him with anot