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understand we have a problem. Perhaps you gentlemen—”
    “We are Preor,” Detzan snapped out the words.
    “And we do not have a problem. Bring us Dr. Hall or we will locate him ourselves.” Kozav would destroy the building in the process.
    The man’s expression did not waver. “We don’t have a Dr. Hall on staff. It’s possible you have the wrong hosp—”
    “I think he’s talking about Grace.” A woman stepped out of a nearby room, easing from the shadows. “The doctors wouldn’t treat you guys and she’s the only one who took care of you all.“
    “You won’t say another word, Nurse Butler. You will not open up this hospital to—”
    Kozav stopped listening to the man and turned to the female. “Nurse Butler…”
    “Carla,” she corrected him.
    He rolled her name on his tongue, determined to remember it when he made his report and recommended her a commendation. She stood tall against the men, beneath their anger. Despite her trembling, she was a strong human female.
    “Carla, tell me of Grace. Grace Hall?”
    And he listened to the female’s hesitant words, watched as she cringed away from the suited man and round one. He did not think when he acted, merely responded to her distress. He shifted his stance, widening his wings as he stepped between the two men and her trembling body. When he got close, her scent infused him, but he smelled something else as well. An aroma that called to him and resonated with his soul. The Knowing surged, as if the blood memory wished to embrace the flavors. This human had been near his mate.
    He lost track of her words, focusing only on that scent. “Where have you been recently?” he interrupted her. Carla jerked and he softened his voice. He’d forgotten what it was like to be around females. “Who have you touched recently?”
    “My shift ended a couple of hours ago, but I stayed because I’ve been worried about Grace.” She gestured down the hallway. “I was in her room.”
    “Show me.” He gently reached for her hand, hating the tremors that continued to plague her. The protective part of his soul raged on her behalf.
    “Nurse Butler, you will not—”
    A third and then fourth blade appeared, and Kozav continued to ignore the annoying humans. This Grace helped not only Choler and Detzan, but Rendan and Vende as well. All four refused to remain behind when they’d discovered his purpose.
    He kept his wings spread, using them to herd the others out of their path while he allowed Carla to lead him. The farther they traveled, the more his pain receded. As if the closer he drew, the less he felt the Knowing’s agonizing effects. Would his mate be feeling the same way? His… Grace?
    They moved farther along the hall, his steps shortening to match hers. She was a tiny female and he wondered if she would perhaps match with one of the males on his ship. She would be a strong addition to the Preor race and he would bring her to War Master Taulan’s attention when Kozav returned with his female. No, he would approach the War Mistress Lana. She would ensure that Carla was cared for as well as convince the War Master it was his own idea and not hers nor Kozav’s.
    From War Mistress Lana, he’d learned Earth females could be sneaky. He hoped his female was the same. She would be a joy to try and outmaneuver.
    “She’s in here.” Carla gestured to a door on the right and he ushered her into the darkened room. Shadows filled every corner, the only light coming from one that shined above the single, occupied bed. What small pain he still experienced vanished with his first sight of Grace Hall. His head no longer throbbed, unnatural weight no longer smothered his shoulders, and all remaining aches fled his body.
    She was his mate. His one.
    “She alone repaired us?”
    “The nurses helped, but she performed the necessary surgeries. The doctors wouldn’t assist her and she refused to give up.” Carla shook her head. “I don’t know how she knew about