(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Don’t blame the one who didn’t get shot

Taylor looked like she’d been through it when Kellen and Rhys showed up at her office door. They were going to head to the room where they normally had their sessions, but Rhys stopped Kellen, halting him near the door.

When they had knocked and Taylor opened the door, her hair was up in a bun, the dark circles around her eyes were worse, and her clothes were messy. Her blue eyes looked dull, and she looked like even if she slept for a full day, it wouldn’t mean a thing.

"Is it time?" She asked, exhausted and Kellen frowned.

"I don’t-can someone else monitor the session?" He asked and Taylor sighed.

"They aren’t in a better state than I am. Honestly, I didn’t think that the Guide shortage would affect us as hard as it is, but here we are. We’ll be fine soon. I just..." Taylor took a deep breath in, her eyes lightening to the green shade of her powers. "I really need a good Guide." Kellen felt his cheeks warm at the undertone of that statement.

Rhys chuckled.

"Well, we’ll make sure that your team is the priority. Should be any day now. Have you visited the few Guides who came from Guiding Center B?" He asked carefully as she turned and started gathering the few things she needed for their session. She shook her head.

"No. I let the rest of my team begin to harass them. If you could have the Espers fucking behave like adults, that would be great, honestly." Taylor grumbled, and Kellen smiled.

"I doubt that’s going to happen, but you can keep wishing." Kellen said, and Taylor shot him a narrow-eyed look.

"You’re on my bad list too, sir. I’ll need a full session before I can tackle that bruise and your leg. Even what I took from you today wasn’t enough. I’m just hoping that I have good compatibility with whoever comes in." She said and Kellen nodded.

There was a reason that Kellen had a huge chip on his shoulder when it came to his poor compatibility. The worst part was that it came from his time in school. They are always testing, always prodding, always pushing when you’re in school after you awaken. Kellen was labeled a low compatibility Guide before he’d even started his first job.

"Well, we have quite a variety, so let’s just hope. Otherwise, it will free someone up from the current team to spend more time focusing on you." Kellen said hopefully, and Taylor sighed.

"You’re right. It’ll be any day now." She sounded like she was trying to hype herself up, and Kellen felt bad. It was a feeling he’d never understand. The constant weight on your shoulders from your powers literally eating away at you mentally.

It was one of the few things he was thankful for as a Guide.

Taylor led the way, and Rhys and Kellen didn’t play around. Neither of them wanted to take up much of her time. Kellen didn’t mention that when he checked on Rhys internally that he was rocky, dangerous, on a precipice.

They had all been there when he’d found out that Kellen had been injured. No one thought that Rhys was going to come out of that fully normal after, not with his level of power.

Kellen would just have...to guide him while they were alone, is all. The new way. That they had slowly started doing and that Kellen found that...he really liked.

Kellen was the one who rushed them out of the room and towards his parents, fighting the thoughts that had basically been plaguing him since their time in the car. They needed to keep that type of activity to one space, one area like his apartment, or else he wasn’t sure how he was going to handle this.

Kellen felt out of control. He’d never been one who really cared for sexual acts. He’d been rather indifferent to it all before this. Brent hadn’t given him that nickname for nothing. He hadn’t seen the point before Rhys had ugh...opened his eyes.

Now? Maybe it was the stress of the situation, but he really wanted Rhys to hold him, touch him, kiss him. He also wanted to have dinner with his parents, but he didn’t feel like he could trust himself alone with Rhys at the moment. Maybe it was just...everything coming to a head.

The fact that he’d been shot, again. The fact that they had meant for it to be fatal, and he’d prevented it. That he’d successfully turned their attention to him, instead of his Dad. At least, he was pretty sure that was what had happened.

Kellen wouldn’t know if he had succeeded in his unofficial goal until they attempted to harm someone again. While he wasn’t looking forward to it, it was something that he’d have to keep an eye on.

Either way, this day had been...a lot. Kellen had found out a lot, done a lot, and now he wanted...he wanted Rhys pressed against him, his lips on his own, and he wanted to feel him.

Blushing at his own thoughts, he held Rhys’ hand in his own while he used his cane with his other hand.

"A lot, apparently, since you expected me to give you anything but that as an answer." Kellen told her and she glared at him. Rhys laughed, squeezing Kellen’s hands. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}