Chapter 29

Sofia whimpered, the sound broken and terrified.

Gunner's voice ended up gruffer than expected. "Are you okay? Did that asshole hurt you?" The strong woman he'd met, who bullied him, wouldn't cry over nothing.

"I'm fine." She sounded embarrassed by her tears. "Just. . .relieved, I guess. Which is horrible. A man died."

"No, that was a fuckwad who doesn't deserve any sympathy," Gunner grumbled. "Not surprising given he was an Enclave soldier."

"How did you know to hide and help me?"

"Luck."

It had only been chance that woke him from a drugged sleep. Chance and a giant cat licking his face. The raspy wet tongue went after his cheeks, surely ruining all the progress he'd made with the cream he'd bargained for.

When he grumbled and tried to roll away, a paw pinned him and flexed its claws, pricking skin. He froze and mumbled, "Nice, Kitty."