Evans, Gabrielle - Hypnotic Healing [Fatefully Yours 6] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove) by Gabrielle Evans Page B

after a few minutes of silence.
    “I don’t know,” Hex admitted. “It’s up to him now. I can’t help him anymore.” Dropping his hands, he looked at Echo in apology. “I’m sorry.”
    “No. He’s going to be fine. Don’t you dare start apologizing.” Echo stroked Onyx’s hair, caressed his cheeks, and kissed his forehead. “Can we clean him up and move him to the basement? Please? I can’t sit with him anywhere else when the sun comes up.”
    Hex nodded numbly and looked up into the solemn faces of his lovers. He didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t even think around the pain in his heart. It overwhelmed him, consumed him, and left him broken. They were demons. They weren’t supposed to die.
    “We’ll move another mattress to the basement,” Eyce answered Echo. “We’ll all stay with him.” Then he began giving out orders, finding something for everyone to do to keep them busy. The warriors looked grateful for the tasks.
    To hell with the war, Ares, Hades, and Tartarus. Hex was locking his men in the basement and never letting them leave. Two nights in a row of finding a lover beaten and broken—Hex couldn’t survive another one.

Chapter Eight

    Warmth surrounded him, pressed against him on all sides, and Onyx sighed in contentment. Echo’s sweet scent filled his nose, and Onyx wanted to weep in gratitude. His mate was in his arms, curled against his chest, and everything was right in the world.
    Without opening his eyes, he held Echo closer, stroked his hair, planted kisses on the top of his head. How lucky was he to have such an amazing mate who loved him? In a world where most people thought him a myth, and the rest feared or loathed him, Echo’s love was nothing short of a miracle.
    “He’s not the only one that loves you, ya know.” Syx nuzzled his nose along the side of Onyx’s neck. “Don’t ever scare me like that again.”
    It was only then Onyx realized Syx was shaking so badly he was vibrating the entire bed. Not wanting to speak and risk waking Echo, Onyx pushed back into Syx’s arm and pushed his questions into the warrior’s mind. “What’s wrong? Why are you so upset?”
    “You don’t remember?”
    Onyx shook his head slowly. What was it he was supposed to remember?
    “Oh, babe,” Syx breathed into his hair. “I’m just glad you’re okay. We’ll talk later.”
    The endearment bathed Onyx in a warm glow, and he smiled against Echo’s temple. He didn’t know what had changed while he was sleeping, but he could definitely get used to it.
    “You are okay, right?” Syx’s lips traveled over Onyx’s shoulder. “You don’t hurt anywhere? Are you hungry? Do you need anything? Please, just tell me what to do,” he begged.
    Gently adjusting Echo, Onyx finally opened his eyes and peeked over his shoulder. Syx’s jade-green eyes stared back at him, tight at the corners and full of concern. “Syx, tell me what’s wrong.” The warrior’s eyes were bloodshot, his face pale, his lips white. He was kind of starting to scare Onyx. “Are you okay?”
    Syx shook his head. “No, I don’t think I am.”
    “Onyx?” Echo wiggled against his chest, his eyelids fluttering up, and he smiled sweetly. “You’re awake.” Then the same mask of worry settled over his face to mirror Syx’s, and he scrambled to sit up on his knees and begin touching him everywhere.
    While Onyx enjoyed the attention, something was wrong. Taking Echo’s hands in his, he stilled their frantic movements and waited for Echo to meet his gaze. Tears welled in Echo’s eyes before spilling over and sliding down his soft cheeks. He wiped at them roughly with his fingers and groaned. “I’m leaking.”
    Onyx chuckled softly. “You look gorgeous.” He took Echo’s hand, brought it to his lips, and brushed a tender kiss over the knuckles. “Why are you so upset, though?”
    Pressing his lips together, Echo glanced up at Syx. When his eyes settled back on Onyx, he tried to smile, but it just