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him when she was most vulnerable, and he would never betray that trust.
The sound of a fist meeting his outer door had him releasing the bead and quickly rising. Crossing the room, he closed the door to his resting chamber so she wouldn’t be disturbed by the fist that was starting to pound harder on his outer door.
“What?!!” he growled, hitting the crystal that would open the door. The fierce look on his face would have deterred a normal male, but General Treyvon Rayner was no normal male, and Nikhil straightened to attention. “General.”
“Warrior Nikhil. I was informed congratulations are in order. You have been blessed with a True Mate.”
“Yes, General,” Nikhil took a step back allowing Treyvon to enter his living area. When Gryf followed, he found his fist clenching. He had always respected Commander Gryf, had always considered him an honorable male, but he had tried to come between him and his Mackenzie, and that Nikhil would never allow.
"I regret that I upset your True Mate, Squad Leader Nikhil," Gryf spoke first, knowing he was the one at fault.
Nikhil silently stared at the other male for several moments then stiffly nodded, knowing that was as far as the Commander would go.
"Why are you here, General?" Nikhil addressed Treyvon.
"I hoped to speak with your True Mate," Treyvon told him. "We still do not know exactly what the Zaludians were doing and why. We don't know why the Ganglians are assisting them. She might know something as they held her separately."
"She is resting, and I will not disturb her. Not when there are others you can gather that information from."
"True, but she was held separately. She might have overheard something. Has she said anything to you?" Treyvon asked.
"Only that her home world is a place called 'Earth', and that the Ganglians took them from there and brought them here."
"That's all she said?!!" Gryf's roar of disbelief bounced off the walls, and he took a step toward Nikhil. "You've been with her for hours. She had to have told you more than that!"
"She's been unconscious nearly the entire time, and unlike you , Commander," while Nikhil's anger rose his voice didn't. "I care more about her well-being than gathering information on the Zaludians."
"There could be more sites!" Gryf argued back. "More like her being held!"
"And how would she know that?"
"Enough! Both of you," Treyvon ordered. "This is getting us nowhere. Squad Leader Nikhil is right. The health of his True Mate is more important than any information she might be able to provide right now. We know from the survivors at other locations that they never traveled from one site to another. There's no reason to think it was any different at this site."
"But it could be with the number of bodies found..."
"Nikhil?" The faint voice had all three males turning to look at the closed door.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
Mac tried to block out the raised voices filtering in from the outer cave into the small one where she and Jen were sleeping. It didn't often happen, since the guys were always too exhausted when they returned from the mine to argue. But it did happen.
As their voices grew louder, she frowned. They never got that loud. To do so would draw the attention of the Zaludians, which was never good. Maybe one of them was hurt. She needed to get up and find out what was going on. If she didn't, Jen would, and Jen was struggling enough as it was.
Forcing her eyes open, Mac stilled when there wasn't the rock ceiling she was used to seeing above her. Where was she? Turning her head to the side, she realized it rested on a pillow, and that her body was lying on a soft bed. There were blankets tucked securely around her. Where the hell was she?
The careful breath she took teased her senses. It was clean and fresh without the dust that was always prevalent from the mining. There was something in it familiar, though. Listening closer to the voices, she couldn't understand what they were saying, but she could
The sound of a fist meeting his outer door had him releasing the bead and quickly rising. Crossing the room, he closed the door to his resting chamber so she wouldn’t be disturbed by the fist that was starting to pound harder on his outer door.
“What?!!” he growled, hitting the crystal that would open the door. The fierce look on his face would have deterred a normal male, but General Treyvon Rayner was no normal male, and Nikhil straightened to attention. “General.”
“Warrior Nikhil. I was informed congratulations are in order. You have been blessed with a True Mate.”
“Yes, General,” Nikhil took a step back allowing Treyvon to enter his living area. When Gryf followed, he found his fist clenching. He had always respected Commander Gryf, had always considered him an honorable male, but he had tried to come between him and his Mackenzie, and that Nikhil would never allow.
"I regret that I upset your True Mate, Squad Leader Nikhil," Gryf spoke first, knowing he was the one at fault.
Nikhil silently stared at the other male for several moments then stiffly nodded, knowing that was as far as the Commander would go.
"Why are you here, General?" Nikhil addressed Treyvon.
"I hoped to speak with your True Mate," Treyvon told him. "We still do not know exactly what the Zaludians were doing and why. We don't know why the Ganglians are assisting them. She might know something as they held her separately."
"She is resting, and I will not disturb her. Not when there are others you can gather that information from."
"True, but she was held separately. She might have overheard something. Has she said anything to you?" Treyvon asked.
"Only that her home world is a place called 'Earth', and that the Ganglians took them from there and brought them here."
"That's all she said?!!" Gryf's roar of disbelief bounced off the walls, and he took a step toward Nikhil. "You've been with her for hours. She had to have told you more than that!"
"She's been unconscious nearly the entire time, and unlike you , Commander," while Nikhil's anger rose his voice didn't. "I care more about her well-being than gathering information on the Zaludians."
"There could be more sites!" Gryf argued back. "More like her being held!"
"And how would she know that?"
"Enough! Both of you," Treyvon ordered. "This is getting us nowhere. Squad Leader Nikhil is right. The health of his True Mate is more important than any information she might be able to provide right now. We know from the survivors at other locations that they never traveled from one site to another. There's no reason to think it was any different at this site."
"But it could be with the number of bodies found..."
"Nikhil?" The faint voice had all three males turning to look at the closed door.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
Mac tried to block out the raised voices filtering in from the outer cave into the small one where she and Jen were sleeping. It didn't often happen, since the guys were always too exhausted when they returned from the mine to argue. But it did happen.
As their voices grew louder, she frowned. They never got that loud. To do so would draw the attention of the Zaludians, which was never good. Maybe one of them was hurt. She needed to get up and find out what was going on. If she didn't, Jen would, and Jen was struggling enough as it was.
Forcing her eyes open, Mac stilled when there wasn't the rock ceiling she was used to seeing above her. Where was she? Turning her head to the side, she realized it rested on a pillow, and that her body was lying on a soft bed. There were blankets tucked securely around her. Where the hell was she?
The careful breath she took teased her senses. It was clean and fresh without the dust that was always prevalent from the mining. There was something in it familiar, though. Listening closer to the voices, she couldn't understand what they were saying, but she could
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