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show our manipulative princess what it’s like to be claimed by a Shadow Assassin.”
    Zach’s brows arched in challenge as he stared at Nazerel. “ What do I gain by becoming her new sex toy?”
    “That’s my point. Allenton was Sevrin’s toy. You need to make her yours. She tries a little too hard to convince everyone how ruthless she is. Let her keep her public persona, but take control of her in bed, make her crave the aggression so badly she’ll do anything for you.”
    For a long time Zach said nothing. His cheeks flushed and his gaze began to smolder. He was obviously thinking it over—in minute detail.
    “What do you have to lose?” Nazerel moved closer yet lowered his voice. “Until we gain control over that bitch, we ’re little more than prisoners.”
    “If I suddenly expressed an interest in her , it would seem suspicious.”
    Nazerel shook his head. “We all know she wants an alpha mate, and now that Allenton’s gone, there’s an opening. It’s as simple as that. Throw in a little ‘Nazerel is an arrogant asshole’ if you like. That will make your change of heart even more believable.”
    Zach finally smiled. “You are, you know.”
    Nazerel just shrugged. “I’ve been called worse. I’m going to go spend some time with my reluctant mate, which makes this the perfect opportunity for you to sneak away and complain about me to our unsuspecting princess.” He didn’t wait for Zach to agree before he flashed from the room.
    * * * * *
    “There it is again.”
    Lor turned from the dossier translations he’d been studying and walked to the navigation console where Morgan Hoyt sat. The ship was still on the ground in the middle of the desert, which left the power and capacity of navigation at the human’s disposal. “You registered another power spike?”
    Morgan made a quick adjustment to the detection grid before she looked up. “There have been four in the past hour. Each one is too faint to triangulate, but strong enough to show up as a spike.” She turned her chair around, her expression speculative. “Could it be teleportation?”
    Lor shrugged. “It could be almost anything.” He knew the human was trying her hardest, but the variables were nearly limitless. Morgan and her operatives had been an invaluable part of the raid on Team North. Her knowledge of Ontarian technology made it obvious she’d participated in joint missions before, but she’d dodged his questions every time he tried to find out more about her. High Queen Charlotte had given Lor Morgan’s number and told him she was trustworthy. Until Morgan was ready to share, or did something to earn his suspicion, Charlotte’s vote of confidence would have to be enough. “Any Mystic ability requires energy.”
    “I understand that, but it would make more sense if I was seeing evidence of a power drain. They use an ability and energy is siphoned away. That’s not what happens. These are sudden increases in energy.”
    “There are many abilities that create sudden bursts of energy,” Lor told her. “Sending thoughts or images, telekinesis and creating fire are just a few.”
    She nodded and started to turn back around.
    “You guys have got to see this,” Odintar rushed onto the command deck followed immediately by Elias Bertram, Morgan’s lieutenant. “We are so screwed.” Odintar slipped into the chair beside Morgan and activated the communications panel.
    “It’s all over the internet and television channels are starting to pick it up,” Elias said.
    The main view screen flickered to life and a news cast filled the front of the ship. “The images have been validated by two separate sources,” the newscaster said. “It’s really quite extraordinary.”
    The newscaster’s image was replaced by another and trepidation surged through Lor. Blayne and Nazerel stood in a sunlit parking lot. Blayne’s face was toward the camera. They fought briefly then Blayne flashed from one side of Nazerel to the