Page 76 of The General's Captive

“Getting there.” After which, he thankfully elaborated. “I can remain in this form for as long as I choose after the rage hits.”

Well, that was interesting because it made it sound as if this wasn’t how he usually looked.

“And your other form?” I asked, prompting for more and making him sigh before answering me.

“Once calm, I can bring myself back to how you are used to seeing me. As for now, I choose to remain like this for two reasons. One is that it is safer because I can fight easier in this form.” Oh, didn’t I know it. Jesus, the guy was a powerhouse of strength and made ripping that wing off look like a kid playing with a bug.

“And the second?”

“My legs are longer so I can cover more ground faster.”

“Um, nice for some,” I complained without malice, making him scoff.

“It is, and helpful when my companion has such little legs or is lame.”

I rolled my eyes and he laughed, the action making me shake in his hold, the rumbling of his bare chest vibrating against me. Which soon brought me back to the only possible way of evading such a big brute.

“So, about this veterinarian?”

“Why a veterinarian?” he asked curiously.

“Because they have more chance at having medicine that hasn’t been ransacked by looters,” I informed him, and seeing asthis was true, he merely nodded, taking my reason as a solid one. When in actual fact, I had an ulterior motive.

A plan forming.

Iwas shocked that I had actually fallen asleep. I didn’t know if it was from utter exhaustion or just the gentle rocking motion his large steps made. It could have also been the warmth he radiated. Whichever it was, I woke to the sound of my name being rumbled softly.

“Alex, wake up, I found a veterinary clinic.”

I mumbled something about another ten minutes, making him chuckle at my reluctance to wake.

“I am not an alarm clock, Little Human.”

My next grumble was aimed at that single word.

“Always with the little. The General does the same.”

He laughed. “Does he know it annoys you?”

His question surprised me but after a yawn, I told him, “I haven’t kept it secret, so yes, he knows.”

“Then that is most likely why he does it.”

I frowned, making him laugh again.

“And for that reaction… you have an expressive face, Alex.”

My frown deepened.

“So, is that why you call me little, to annoy me?” I tested, and I could see his teeth when he grinned.

“I call you little because your head barely reaches my waist.”

“Fair enough, behemoth,” I countered.

“Behemoth?”

“If the big ass shoe fits, you call me little, I call you behemoth, that’s the deal.”