Her knees collapsed and her ass hit the chair hard. “No one would allow that to happen. Not here. Not after all he’s gone through and survived.”

Warm hands took her shaking ones, holding on to them. “Allison, we had a few males go crazy and they attempted to murder Justice and Jessie while they slept inside his home when he chose her for a mate. They were Species who were not right in their heads. It was a very difficult decision that had to be made after that happened. We have to protect our people from anyone who would do us harm. That includes other Species with minds that are too broken to ever be fixed.”

“No!” Hot tears ran freely down her face. “Obsidian isn’t dangerous. He’s not. He and Destiny don’t get along. That’s all. He doesn’t know any better. He just needs time. I’ll talk to him and make him understand. I can do it.” She nodded furiously. “We can live at Wild Zone, away from everyone if that makes him seem safer to you.” Her voice broke. “You can’t kill him. I won’t allow it.” Her mind raced, desperation clawing at her insides. “I’ll go to the press. I’ll do anything to save him, damn it. You can’t do this! I won’t let you.”

Breeze leaned in, watching her with her own tears shining in her pretty brown eyes. “Shut up. Take deep breaths right now.”

Alli’s chest hurt too bad to do it at first and instead she just managed to pant.

“Don’t make threats,” Breeze whispered. “You’d be viewed as hostile and while you don’t care right now, you would when you found yourself locked inside a cage at Fuller Prison instead of treating their sick. I know you’d do anything to save him. I would too. That’s why you need to listen to me. I have no intention of allowing your male to die. We are friends and you love him.” She studied Alli closely. “You need to calm down and listen to me while we’re alone. Do you trust me?”

Obsidian’s life was in danger. Alli silently pleaded with Breeze—her only hope in saving him. “Yes.” They were friends. She knew what a great, kind woman the Species was. She had a big heart despite her gruff exterior at times.

“You are willingly going to allow them to transfer you to Fuller Prison to be a doctor there. I am going to make sure Obsidian learns how to play nice with others. Moon and some of my friends will help me. We’ll take care of him, Alli. We’ll make sure he knows you didn’t leave him and that you’re coming back. It will motivate him to stop attacking others. I know our males and they are damn good at getting what they want. He wants you.” She paused, released one of Alli’s hands, and wiped at her tears. “Once everyone sees he can be calm and fit in, Justice will stop listening to that head shrink. I’ll get you back here to Obsidian.”

“How?” She was able to compose herself a little.

“I will. Trust me on that.”

A thousand things could go wrong. “How long?”

Breeze wiped the other side of her face, using her pants to dry her fingers. “I don’t know. Weeks. Maybe months. It depends on how stubborn Obsidian is. You need to be a good doctor and keep your job at Fuller so I have access to bring you back.”

“He’s really stubborn,” she admitted. “What if he won’t listen to you or Moon?”

“He will. He wants you back.”

Alli wanted to fall completely apart but it wouldn’t do any good. The logical side of her knew that. “Will you promise me something?”

Breeze leaned back, releasing her other hand. “What?”

“You need to let me see him first if the worst-case happens.” She mentally plotted kidnapping him again. She’d hire whoever the hell she had to, no matter how much it cost, to save Obsidian if they felt he was too dangerous to live. They’d flee the country. Mercile employees had done it and were still on the loose. “Promise me.” She held her breath, praying.

“I promise.”

“Swear on your life,” Alli prompted.

Breeze smiled. “You got it.” Her smile faded. “You will get to say goodbye to him if he’s too stubborn to listen to reason.”

“Thank you.” She’d have to believe her since she didn’t have any other choice. Her gut instinct told her that Breeze wouldn’t lie to her.

* * * * *

Justice pulled Jessie onto his lap as he watched Fury crawl on all fours closer to Salvation’s back. The child sniffed, his little body tense and slowly turned his head.

“I can’t sneak up on him anymore.” Fury pulled his son into his arms, the boy giggling, dropping his toy to cling to his father instead. “He’s becoming more aware of his keener senses.”

“He keeps trying though,” Ellie teased, stepping into the living room with a tray of snacks. “Is Daddy trying to steal your toys again and make you jump when he scares you? Bad Daddy!”

Jessie laughed. “I’m going to think it’s a riot if those are the first words he learns to speak.” She sobered. “Of course that’s better than some of the things our future children will pick up at our house.” Her head turned to study her mate. “They’ll be of the four-lettered variety judging by the way my mate reacts to phone calls.”

Justice shook his head. “I have a defense.”

“You hate being called after you leave the office? What was the emergency anyway? You left too fast to tell me what was going on.”