"They will pay for this, mine," Raiden vowed, his voice dropping into a dangerous, lethal purr as he looked back at Hana, his fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair away from her pale forehead. "Every single one of them. I will personally oversee their compliance."
"Good," Hana breathed, her eyes remaining shut as the fast-clotting agent finally finished sealing the internal tear against her ribs. "But just leave it at this for now. Make sure they don't escape while I recover."
"Yes, Hana." Raiden said and bared his teeth as he turned to the fox tribe.
Hana was breathing steadily. She looked up at Kulu who looked like the world had just gripped the one thing that he couldn't afford to have taken from him.
His hand was steady on the cylinder but his feathers were trembling.
"Relax, Kulu," Hana murmured, her voice flat, barely a whisper as she found herself trying to relax her mate.
