It was hard to watch Obsidian walk away. Every protective, nurturing feeling she had urged her to stay at his side. She wanted to be there to make sure they ran the right tests, a list of possible complications already terrifying her.

“Allison?”

She spun, staring at a grim-faced Breeze.

“I heard what happened. We need to talk.”

Chapter Eighteen

Alli was worried. She hadn’t been returned to her home but instead had been taken to Security. It wasn’t a cell but the sterile room wasn’t exactly the reception room in the nicer part of the NSO offices. Breeze had escorted her there but fled to get water immediately. Seconds had ticked into minutes then turned into an hour. The door opened.

The Species female wasn’t alone when she reentered the room carrying a bottled water. Dr. Kregkor followed closely behind, wearing slacks and a white dress shirt. Two of the top buttons were undone and he hadn’t even taken the time to tuck it into his pants. She had no idea why a therapist had come.

“Allison.” He gave her a curt nod as he took a seat across the table. The folder he placed between them didn’t bode well—never a good thing to see in a doctor’s hand when they wore a dour expression. “I would say it’s nice to see you again but it’s not.”

Breeze gripped one of the chairs at the end of the small table, spun it with her free hand and collapsed to straddle the back of it. She placed the water in front of Alli with gusto, the loud thump causing Alli to start.

“What is going on?”

She didn’t like it one bit, whatever it was. Her question was directed at the Species female since she didn’t know the doctor quite as well. Breeze’s dark gaze met hers and anger burned there, her emotions clear.

“I’ve been assessing Obsidian’s behavior,” Kregkor announced. “I’ve been kept informed of his progress and his mental state.”

It made sense to her. He was on the NSO payroll even if he didn’t make many visits to Homeland that she was aware of. Alli gave him her full attention. “Okay.”

He leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m very disappointed in you, Allison. You’re a disgrace.”

It was a verbal slap that stung. Breeze growled low, threatening. The doctor shot her a dirty look.

“You stay out of this. I heard your opinion but I’m the expert. The only reason you were permitted to join this meeting is because she has the right to have another woman present when enclosed in a room with a man. We’ll discuss New Species paranoid tendencies at another time.”

“You aren’t Species,” Breeze muttered but dropped her gaze. “Allison has done nothing wrong.”

“I disagree.” He examined Alli with a critical eye. “You slept with your patient while he was in a fragile stage of recovery. This is what happens when you spit in the face of physician conduct. I informed Justice that I could file charges with the medical board to have your license to practice stripped from you. You’d be ruined.”

Alli was really glad she was sitting down. Her hands trembled and she clutched the water in front of her to steady them. It was ice cold but not nearly as chilly as the attitude coming from the other man.

“Don’t threaten her,” Breeze warned. “Justice told you he wouldn’t allow you to do that and you must do what he said. You work for us. You’d break your confidentiality clause if you told anyone what happens on NSO lands. You’d be ruined.”

“Stay out of this,” Kregkor snapped back. “This is a human matter.”

“She shared sex with a Species. It’s both. You have no idea how persuasive our males can be. This isn’t Allison’s fault. He wanted her and took her.”

Alli was grateful to Breeze for attempting to defend her since she’d lost her ability to speak. It staggered her to be attacked when she hadn’t expected it. The threat of being taken in front of the medical board horrified anyone in her profession.

The doctor ignored Breeze. “You both know it was wrong, Allison.” He tapped a finger on the closed file on the table. “You kidnapped the patient to provide unorthodox methods that defy your training and are in direct opposition to the regulations of the institution you work for. To make matters even worse, you engaged in sexual intercourse with him.”

Her mouth opened but then closed. She couldn’t refute any of his accusations.

He leaned in closer. “You have become detrimental to Obsidian’s mental health. You’ve stunted his ability to make a connection with other New Species and now he nearly killed one. I have been consulting on his case since he was transferred to Homeland. I’ve seen him progressively spiral downward in a matter of days. He isn’t the first one who has gone through the process of adjusting from captivity and abuse to making the transition into becoming a functioning part of New Species society. I’ve monitored them all since I accepted this duty and it’s a travesty that you weren’t immediately fired upon your arrest. You never should have been given access to my patient.”

His words wounded but they also angered her. “Have you spoken to him?”

“No. I didn’t have to. His behavior speaks volumes. He is irrationally obsessed with engaging in intercourse with you.” He glanced at her chest before his gaze narrowed. “You obviously seduced him with your knowledge of their baser mentality regarding sex. All you had to do was flash your br**sts at him and he wouldn’t have been able to resist your advances.”