Bay's Mercenary [Unearthly World Book 1] Read Online Free Page B

popsicle ; she glanced around and noted a container on the
floor, she rose and walked towards it and as she got closer, she realized it
must be a garbage of sorts. It held a few more of the long flat sticks she was
holding onto as well as the container the doctor had tossed. Bay dropped her
garbage in and turned to go back to her mound of sheets. She was stopped by the
doctor’s incredulous words and expression. When he rushed towards her Bay was
terrified. He may be a doctor of sorts but he was still at least seven feet
tall and built like a tank that meant business. She dropped to the floor and
curled into a ball wondering if she had done something awful.
    When the doctor
picked her up, he took her to the soft furniture and held her on his lap
crooning to her. It took Bay a moment to realize he was praising her—not angry.
Her breathing slowed as she had been hard-pressed to take in air. The erratic
pounding of her heart calmed. It was then she noted he repeated the same two
words over and over. She had heard those words before, from Blu when she had stopped struggling in the bathtub. Her mind racing she realized he
was telling her she was a good girl or perhaps good female. Bay was amazed, if
her throat hadn’t hurt so badly she would have repeated what he said. She could
learn this language; she could learn it and speak to them if she concentrated
and studied them. Once her throat healed, Bay could make them understand she
was intelligent.
    * * * *
    Blu walked into the doctor’s office
and glanced around the room; his female pet was curled in Finn’s arms, sound
asleep, while he looked over paperwork. Finn looked up, smiled sheepishly and
set his papers down.
    “I was giving
positive reinforcement and she fell asleep while I was holding her. I didn’t
have the heart to move her and she really weighs nothing—although, I think now
my arm’s asleep, so really, Bay wasn’t in the way.”
    “Bay?”
    “It’s the funniest
noise she makes, kind of like a booer bird. When they
make noise, it sounds like ‘ booer ’ so that’s where
they get their name. She makes a noise that sounds like ‘Bay,’ so it just sort
of fit.”
    “Well, my shift is
done; has it eaten or should I take more baby food with me?”
    “I think maybe she should stay here tonight. She’s eating
but not much; I’m worried about her throat. When she moves, she’s stiff; I wish
I could give her something for pain, but I don’t want to kill her by accident.”
Finn shifted her in his arms and settled her onto the couch; he ran his hand
down her hair in a gentle manner. Blu widened his
eyes. “The floor may be too hard even with the sheets. She doesn’t shed
either—obviously.”
    “Do not get
attached,” Blu warned. “ She’s a pet for Zane.”
    Finn looked
annoyed. “Fine. But if Zane won’t keep her, I want
her. You don’t have time for a pet, and I can take her wherever I go.”
    “Thought
you needed a sterile environment.”
    Blu picked her up into his arms. He
felt Bay was a good enough name as any, and Bay felt warm; her body seemed to
curl against him, her cheek pressed to his chest. Blu had to admit he could see why the doctor liked this thing. It was a lot cuter
than a toffling , a lot lighter and a great deal more
affectionate and sweet—when it/she wasn’t making noise. Blu gave his head a shake, finally wrapping his head around the fact he was indeed
holding a she/her/female creature pet.
    “She’s not
diseased and she’s housebroken; she really is intelligent. You only have to
show her something once and she picks it up. That odd sound her belly made
seems to happen when she’s hungry, so it’s not hard to determine when to feed
her. She’s not growling at you—she appears to have no control over it.”
    “Well, if Zane
doesn’t want her, you can have her. It’s cute, but I have no time for a pet
with my lifestyle. You’re right, it— she ,”
he corrected when Zane scowled, “needs commitment. I’ll