Chapter Seven
Edge carefully observed the exchange between the two women. He knew that they were human. What he didn’t understand was how they could be here. Leaning his head back, he fought against the desire to close his eyes again as a wave of fatigue hit him.
Grasping the container with the nutrient-rich water, he raised it to his lips. His hands shook so badly he was forced to grasp it with both of them. Frustration and rage burned through him. He had never in his life felt so weak.
He followed the woman with his eyes as she placed the tray on the crate next to the bed. Two bowls sat on the thin sheet of metal. Spirals of steam rose from each bowl. The fragrant scent of the soup made his stomach clench with hunger. It had been weeks since he had eaten anything.
“You might want me
