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is over, mark my words.”
“That’s good to know. Thank you, sire.” She knew she was pushing her luck, but she’d had enough of the ups and downs of his moods, and wasn’t ready to play his games again just yet. Now, he was saying he would see her again, whereas before he’d said the polar opposite. She was getting whiplash with all the back and forth. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to get back into this damn dress.”
Kronus was on her in a heartbeat, and her breath left her in a rush as he pinned her to the lockers. His hand fisted her combat shirt at the waist, and the material quickly gave way beneath his powerful grip. Kyra heard the shirt rip, and felt the bottom few buttons pop, but she still didn’t cower before him. She didn’t care about the shirt, only her pride—which had been damaged enough for one day.
“You’re not just a dirty little secret, Kyra. I want you back in one piece, do you understand?” his gruff whisper sent a shiver down her spine, and she nodded while peering back up at him.
“Then please stop treating me like an inconvenience. Take care when you handle my foolish emotions, and me, or there’ll be no going back. I get that you’re not used to taking a leap of faith, especially with a human, but please learn to trust me,” she quietly pleaded, and Kronus nodded against her cheek. He took a deep breath, as though breathing her in, and then stepped away.
“I’ll try,” he said, and then left her to get ready in privacy.
***
Tarquin and the other policemen dropped Kyra and Gage off at the outskirts of the ancient city a couple of hours later, and they tossed her backpack to the ground before speeding away. They’d taken the equipment and left them with only their clothes and essentials, plus the small camera they’d taken their snaps with, but the squad had already gone over the plan at length, so Kyra and Gage both knew it was wise to get rid of their surveillance kit. They would liaise only with Tanner, who would relay the information back to the others. No recording equipment or monitoring devices would accompany the pair of covert operatives, as it was agreed by all that the rebels would undoubtedly be checking for them. Thrayke hadn’t been keen on them going in there without any backup, but they all knew that in order to properly blend in, they had to rule out anything that might put them at risk of being caught out.
They both looked bedraggled, exhausted and in need of a wash, and had done so on purpose to ensure they looked as though they’d just spent the night in the interrogation cells. Kyra knew their hotel room would’ve gone to other travellers, so they headed straight for the bar where Tanner was already in the process of setting up for the daytime shift.
“My word, what happened to you two?” he asked, feigning ignorance and concern for their wellbeing. He then ushered them inside, and gave Kyra a hug to soothe her supposed upset. She guessed she must be playing her part a little too well when he held tight, and realized after a look in the mirror that she actually did look as if she was on the verge of tears. It wouldn’t surprise her if she managed a few droplets with ease after the night she’d just had, so in one way she was glad for all the topsy-turvy emotions that were evidently still keeping her adrenaline pumping.
“We’re fine, but I could do with a splash of hot water and something to eat if you can spare it?” she asked, and Tanner immediately showed them through to the back where his small living quarters were. They didn’t say a word about the mission in case of eavesdroppers or bugs, so she and Gage maintained their cover even while showering and then sitting down to eat together. Kyra was well aware that they had to go right back into character, but this time it took her a while to shake off Kronus’ cryptic speech about how he wanted to see her again after the mission was over. She wondered if he’d said it in a
“That’s good to know. Thank you, sire.” She knew she was pushing her luck, but she’d had enough of the ups and downs of his moods, and wasn’t ready to play his games again just yet. Now, he was saying he would see her again, whereas before he’d said the polar opposite. She was getting whiplash with all the back and forth. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to get back into this damn dress.”
Kronus was on her in a heartbeat, and her breath left her in a rush as he pinned her to the lockers. His hand fisted her combat shirt at the waist, and the material quickly gave way beneath his powerful grip. Kyra heard the shirt rip, and felt the bottom few buttons pop, but she still didn’t cower before him. She didn’t care about the shirt, only her pride—which had been damaged enough for one day.
“You’re not just a dirty little secret, Kyra. I want you back in one piece, do you understand?” his gruff whisper sent a shiver down her spine, and she nodded while peering back up at him.
“Then please stop treating me like an inconvenience. Take care when you handle my foolish emotions, and me, or there’ll be no going back. I get that you’re not used to taking a leap of faith, especially with a human, but please learn to trust me,” she quietly pleaded, and Kronus nodded against her cheek. He took a deep breath, as though breathing her in, and then stepped away.
“I’ll try,” he said, and then left her to get ready in privacy.
***
Tarquin and the other policemen dropped Kyra and Gage off at the outskirts of the ancient city a couple of hours later, and they tossed her backpack to the ground before speeding away. They’d taken the equipment and left them with only their clothes and essentials, plus the small camera they’d taken their snaps with, but the squad had already gone over the plan at length, so Kyra and Gage both knew it was wise to get rid of their surveillance kit. They would liaise only with Tanner, who would relay the information back to the others. No recording equipment or monitoring devices would accompany the pair of covert operatives, as it was agreed by all that the rebels would undoubtedly be checking for them. Thrayke hadn’t been keen on them going in there without any backup, but they all knew that in order to properly blend in, they had to rule out anything that might put them at risk of being caught out.
They both looked bedraggled, exhausted and in need of a wash, and had done so on purpose to ensure they looked as though they’d just spent the night in the interrogation cells. Kyra knew their hotel room would’ve gone to other travellers, so they headed straight for the bar where Tanner was already in the process of setting up for the daytime shift.
“My word, what happened to you two?” he asked, feigning ignorance and concern for their wellbeing. He then ushered them inside, and gave Kyra a hug to soothe her supposed upset. She guessed she must be playing her part a little too well when he held tight, and realized after a look in the mirror that she actually did look as if she was on the verge of tears. It wouldn’t surprise her if she managed a few droplets with ease after the night she’d just had, so in one way she was glad for all the topsy-turvy emotions that were evidently still keeping her adrenaline pumping.
“We’re fine, but I could do with a splash of hot water and something to eat if you can spare it?” she asked, and Tanner immediately showed them through to the back where his small living quarters were. They didn’t say a word about the mission in case of eavesdroppers or bugs, so she and Gage maintained their cover even while showering and then sitting down to eat together. Kyra was well aware that they had to go right back into character, but this time it took her a while to shake off Kronus’ cryptic speech about how he wanted to see her again after the mission was over. She wondered if he’d said it in a
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