It was the most uncomfortable three hours of my life.


    Fyga decided that since she had a captive audience she would tell me about all of the amazing things she’d done. I tuned her out after she talked about the time she found a secret lab underwater in the Argus Council’s frozen island.


    Unfortunately, that meant that I was that much more aware of the heat that was building up between my chest and her legs. She was wearing pants, so it wasn’t as bad as if it had been skin on skin and she probably didn’t notice it, but it was making my chest hurt in a weird way that was very uncomfortable.


    The moment Val and Eveth walked through the flap, Fyga rolled off of me.


    “You’re awake!” Val smiled, saw my bare, sweaty chest, then glared at Fyga. “What did you do?”


    “He wanted to run out into the city and try to find the two of you.” Fyga shrugged. “Since he was being a bad patient I sat on him.”


    Val tsked. “If you’d been a good patient, then it sounds like she wouldn’t have sat on you.” The redhead smirked. “Unless that was what you wanted.”


    “Why would I want that?” I sat up on my elbows and quickly decided that it was much more comfortable laying down.


    “Men…” Val sighed, then turned back to Fyga. “Anything else happen?”This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    “I’ve been in here with him most of the afternoon.” The black-haired woman shrugged. “But Theo was doing his entitled bit earlier when I went out to get something to eat.”


    A loud growl rumbled out of my belly. The subject of food seemed to be justification for my stomach to announce that it was empty.


    “Here.” Eveth reached into her pocket and pulled out a little pouch. “There’s not much left, but maybe it’ll help.” She held it out for me to take.


    The woman wasn’t wearing her Wrangler outfit, instead it looked like she was wearing something that one of the regular Humans would have worn. A short sleeved shirt didn’t provide any protection for her arms or neck. The pants that she had on looked way too thin to stop a Zombie from biting through them. My left thigh began to ache a little as I remembered the Zombie that had tried to take a bite out of me.


    I had to lean forward, but when I got close, I noticed the blood smeared on her arm was much darker than the stuff on Val. Neither woman had cleaned themselves up before walking into the tent, which was something I was going to have to get onto them for. I slipped the clunky goggles up on my forehead so I could look at the color better.


    It was red.


    My heart sped up, something that my body was not ready for. I had to grab her arm to keep from falling over. I’d never felt so weak in my entire life. I didn’t know how badly I’d been hurt, but for me to be this shaken days later, I had to have been close to death. A Zombie could regenerate limbs in six weeks and a Touched had better regenerative abilities than that. At least I was on the mend, I just hoped I’d get stronger fast.


    “Did you kill someone?” I tried to hang on to the blonde, but she jerked her arm back, yanking me forward. My collar squeezed against my neck as Fyga grabbed the back of my shirt to keep me from falling over.


    Both of the blood-covered women looked at me like they’d been caught.