Chapter 14 : Malachi

Mads’s POV

I stared at the fucking call button, stuck in a loop of wondering whether I should call Theo or not. The smell of blood permeated the ship. I knew it was Theo’s. And the fact that she came back to the ship bleeding, injured again fucking killed me.

Shaking my head, I turned back to my project, fiddling with a loose screw in our hyperdrive. With my hypersensitive senses, I could hear even the quietest rattle. Feel the slightest offset in airflow. I was tapped into the Peacemaker.

Even so, I couldn’t stop thinking about Theo.

I worried about her all the fucking time. Getting stuck in gun fights. Meeting with dangerous men. The woman lived on the edge.