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Who We Truly Are by Victoria Sue

Talon’s deadly abilities are spiraling out of control. Desperate to keep Finn safe, Talon struggles to protect the man he loves with all his heart, and not become the greatest risk to Finn’s life.

Finn has no choice but to offer himself as bait for the evil forces kidnapping enhanced children, facing danger he is untrained and unprepared for, and he is having to do it alone.

Does Talon have one last fight in him? Will he slay everyone who wants to destroy Finn and the team, or will he finally discover that to defeat their enemy and the ultimate threat, the biggest battle he has to face is one with himself?

 

WWTA -excerpt 2

Talon looked around as the door opened and two guys walked in. One was wearing scrubs like he had on, and one was wearing a white coat. The guy in scrubs kept his head down and walked straight to a machine for recording EEG. Talon recognized it as similar to the one Dr. Edwards hooked him up to every month.

The man in the white coat looked him up and down impatiently. “Mr.… err.” He glanced at the chart he was holding. “Valdez.”

Talon suddenly found the whole thing funny. The doctor, if he was a doctor, couldn’t even remember his damn name.

Agent Valdez,” Talon replied and stuck out his hand.

The man paled and looked at Talon’s hand like it held a gun. He gingerly touched Talon’s fingers. His hand was clammy. Talon tried not to curl his nose like Vance’s niece Sophie when she was asked to eat broccoli.

“I’m Dr. Benson. We’re just going to get you hooked up, and I’d like to take some blood.”

Talon nodded pleasantly.

Dr. Benson’s hands shook slightly as he peeled the wrapper off a syringe and fumbled for a needle. Talon tried not to roll his eyes.

The tech guy wheeled the EEG machine over to him, lifted his head, and caught Talon’s gaze with an amused look. Talon stared in shock, and his smile increased. Talon gazed at the scar on his face in exactly the same place as his own. Enhanced. Working here? He watched the man as he moved. Slow, deliberate actions. There was no urgency about him at all. He was tall, looked strong. Talon guessed him around thirty-five, maybe forty. He was definitely one of the oldest enhanced he’d ever seen. He itched to know what his ability was.

“Talon Valdez.” Talon held out his hand to the man, and Dr. Benson looked up.

“This is just Christopher, but I’m afraid he’s mute.”

Talon didn’t lower his hand, and Dr. Benson went down another few points in Talon’s estimation. Just Christopher? Not being able to speak didn’t mean he should be ignored.

“Talon,” he repeated expectantly, and Christopher grinned and shook his hand.

Dr. Benson cleared his throat and turned back around with the syringe and the largest fucking needle Talon had ever seen. Crap, what did they think he was, a horse? Talon tensed; he couldn’t help it. He wasn’t scared of them, obviously, but… well. Dr. Benson wouldn’t look at him and proceeded to wrap a plastic tourniquet below his elbow joint. Then he made a big deal of slapping Talon’s arm. By the time he picked up the needle, Talon wanted to slap him back. Talon looked away as the doctor lowered the needle. He didn’t have to watch.

He felt the tiny pressure on his arm, and then Dr. Benson seemed to jerk back. “Goodness.”

Talon looked down. The needle hadn’t gone into his skin, and it was currently bent at a forty-five-degree angle.

Dr. Benson looked up in shock.

Talon shrugged, but he could feel his heart speed up. “Don’t look at me, Doc. Dr. Edwards at the FBI takes it all the time.” He’s obviously completely inept, thought Talon, and he sighed a little. He wanted to get back to Finn. He’d had no time on his own to call him, and he certainly wasn’t doing it with an audience.

Dr. Benson coughed, slapping Talon’s forearm again, but in a slightly different place, frowning.

“You could always try the other arm,” Talon said, smiling.

Three needles later, Talon was no longer amused. In fact, he felt sick. Somehow his skin was behaving in exactly the same way as Gael’s, but he didn’t know how to turn it off. Dr. Benson had started fussing, and Talon knew any second they would get someone else in here. If they discovered a third ability, changed their mind, and not even Senator Duvall could get him released?

“Would you like me to try?”

Talon whipped his head up, and for a second, he wondered who had spoken.

“I think I’m going to have to call someone,” Dr. Benson said, clearly agitated.

Talon stared at the doctor, but then Christopher took another step alongside Dr. Benson, and his expression got Talon’s attention. He was waiting for an answer.

“Why not let Christopher try first?” He couldn’t believe he was saying it.

Dr. Benson looked irritated. “Well, once, then, but really…?”

Quick as a flash, Christopher deftly unwrapped another syringe and needle. He undid the tourniquet and gently touched Talon’s forearm.

He looked up at Talon just as he held the needle to his skin. “Relax.” And Talon did. He heard the word filter through his mind and took a slow breath. The needle went straight in, and in a few seconds, Christopher had filled a couple of small vials.

Dr. Benson stared in shock, then mumbled that there must be something wrong with the equipment.

“Can you hear me?” Talon looked at Christopher, but Christopher didn’t acknowledge him, so Talon subsided a little in disappointment. In no time, he was hooked up to the EEG. He’d hoped Christopher was telepathic, and even though what he did was amazing, it looked like he could only communicate one-way. Fuck, Talon would love to have a telepath on the team. How cool would that be?

“You can get dressed now, Agent Valdez,” Dr. Benson murmured after a few minutes, unhooking him from the EEG, and Talon quickly did so. One of the ENu appeared just as he was zipping his pants. “They will give you a ride to the airport.”

“It would be very cool, but I’ve already got a job. Stay safe.”

Talon paused for a second as he heard the words in his head, but didn’t turn around. The ENu must have thought he was nuts because he had a smile on his face all the way to the car.

 

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Victoria Sue

Wrote her first book on a dare from her hubby two years ago and he says he has regretted it every day since. Loves writing about gorgeous boys loving each other the best, and especially with either a paranormal or a historical twist. Had a try at writing contemporary but failed spectacularly when it grew four legs and a tail.

Is an English northern lass but is currently serving twenty to life in Florida – unfortunately, she spends more time chained at her computer than on a beach.

Loves to hear from her readers and can be found most days lurking on Facebook.

 

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