He tried to keep his breathing even, hoping that with each breath, his life would start to make sense. It didn’t work. Dropping his bag on the ground, Raul rubbed his hands over his face, then buried them in his hair. He massaged his temples, trying to get his shit together. They were about to face scientists and possibly jacked-up soldiers. He needed to be able to focus. Someone slapping him on the back pulled Raul out of his chaotic thoughts. He turned to see his friend’s concerned gaze. It wasn’t a look Jared wore often and appeared extremely out of place on his tanned face. “You doing okay?” Jared asked. Raul scowled. “No. No I’m not,” he answered honestly. “Which part is bothering you?” Carson asked from Jared’s other side, leaning over his mate to eye him with a penetrating gaze. “That he’s a man, a wolf shifter, or has a daughter?” Well, put like that, Raul had no fucking clue. He shook his head, shrugged, then dropped his gaze to the floor of the chopper as if the answers would be written there.
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