they were to finance the purchase… how Jace was going to control the world with an x-ray machine and a high intensity defibrillator he had no idea, but apparently they were some pretty hefty devices.
Maybe he could go around shocking world leaders to death or expose them to radiation by ordering inhuman quantities of x-rays so they’d end up with cancer ten to twenty years into the future. Yep, world dominion was clearly within his reach.
Then there were the papers filed by several prides that were without proper medical care and wanted Jace to either join them or schedule them in for medical exams. For some reason each and every one of them required a forty page explanation as to the why of it all. Not like the buggers could just pick up the damn phone and ask, hey I think I’m down with the kitty sniffles and wanted to know what soup works best to cure said sniffles.
It’d been nearly a week since he’d gotten back, but he just couldn’t focus on dotting the i’s and crossing the t’s anymore .
He hadn’t had much to do with the others either, not except for giving Leo a checkup after the insistence of his mate, Maddox, the very large, protective lion-shifter that was also on Sol’s team.
Leo had been fine and although he still suffered from spasms whenever he got too stressed, the attacks were harmless to his body. But doing a medical exam on a guy whose mate kept snarling at him whenever he touched the guy was always an enjoyable experience.
A tentative knock sounded on the door and Kett sauntered into the room. “Hey, Jace. Dinner will be ready soon.”
“Not really hungry.” Jace answered as he considered sending the entire pile of paper through the shredder and making himself a confetti party.
“You need to eat properly, Jace. Not like your skinny ass needs to slim down.” Kett snickered.
“You jerk!” Jace hissed. “I eat plenty, and I have an awesome ass.”
Kett gave him a look saying yeah right . “When did you eat last? Seriously.”
“Breakfast,” Jace answered before he really thought it through.
“First of all,” Kett told him as he held up a finger, “breakfast was over ten hours ago and second, you weren’t there.”
Kind of surprised when Jace realized Kett was right, he blanched. He’d intended to go for breakfast, but he just hadn’t been able to stomach it.
The burgers Sol had gotten for him had been devoured in no time, but since then he hadn’t really had an appetite for food. “I have a few energy bars in my drawer,” Jace lied, although he did actually have some in an emergency pack in the backroom, not that that crap could really be considered real food. “I swear I’ll try and get some real food before I call it a night. I just really need to get some of these papers done.” Jace gestured to the magnificent pile of cellulose crap before him. Had it grown?
“See that you do,” Kett told him, letting him know he didn’t have much choice in the matter. “We’re worried about you, Jace. Isolating yourself isn’t healthy, nor is starvation,” Kett finished before closing the door to Jace’s office, probably on his way to get his own meal for the evening.
True enough, Jace hadn’t exactly been Mr Sociable the last couple of days, but who would after what he’d been through? All the drugs and the vampire fumes that stunk up the place… sure, Damian was a vampire too, but he never really smelled for some reason . Jace couldn’t help but wonder if the amount of human blood they ingested affected that somehow. Damian only drank human blood about once or twice a month or if he’d been badly injured, but Mika smelled like the blood had dried up on his skin. Mika would definitely be a glutton when it came to his crimson snacks if Jace’s theory proved true.
The greedy little bugger, all they could hope for would be that he’d gotten past the whole getting-Leo-back thing of his. After what Leo’d been through he deserved a little happiness and to
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