‘headache’ and would not be joining him until it went away. Teriff looked over to where Tresa was standing stiffly by the windows with her arms crossed and a fierce expression on her frowning face. He had a feeling her headache was going to last a very long time.
He tried to explain he had not wanted to send Terra away but felt he had no choice. His guards had reported members from different clans had been trying to breach the walls as news of the human females had spread. Copies of a vidcom of J’kar’s mate telling about the pleasures of the ‘birds and the bees’, the strength and cunning of his son Borj’s mate at having escaped the clutches of the men who would harm her, and the unusual beauty of his newest daughter, Mak’s mate, were exploding like a wild fire out of control. One of his security specialists informed him that communication lines were filled with tales of the women. On top of that, even the council had come to question him about Tilly and Angus and even Tresa’s passionate responses to him.
Now Tresa was glaring at him, Tilly looked like she was about to explode, and RITA2 was being uncooperative. He finally discovered that little bit when every door he came to refuse to open. When he had commanded a computer override, RITA2 had laughed and said ‘Not bloody likely, dumbass’. He was forced to manually override every door.
Teriff walked over to where his mate was standing. “Tresa, I had to send Terra away for her own safety,” Teriff murmured. “The guards are having problems containing the men trying to seek an audience with the council and myself.”
Tresa glared at Teriff with a grim look on her face. “You sent her to that horrible place,” she whispered back, her voice trembling as she fought for control. “She has a mate! Terra showed me the mark of her bonding. You sentenced her to death!” She choked out turning her face away as tears gathered in her eyes.
“I sent her there only for a short period until her brothers could help protect her,” Teriff tried to explain. “Mak needs to focus on Tansy. She was gravely injured by those human males. As were Hannah and Tink. Human males have tried to kill all three of our sons’ bond mates. How could I entrust our daughter to one?”
“Cosmos is not like other human males,” Tilly argued. “Cosmos would never hurt a woman! I would trust him with any of my daughters. I have on numerous occasions.”
Angus pulled Tilly into his arms when she stomped her foot. “Teriff, Tilly is right. Cosmos is a good man. He would do everything he could to protect Terra,” Angus said, running a calming hand up and down Tilly’s back as she turned into him.
Teriff opened his mouth to argue but was cut off by shouts coming from outside their quarters. Teriff pulled the short sword he carried from the sheath on his hip. Striding to the door, he flung it open. Two of his guards were positioned in front of it with weapons raised. Teriff recognized the huge warriors of five different clans walking down the long corridor toward them.
“What is the meaning of this?” Teriff demanded, pushing through the guards. “Hendrik, you dare to invade my personal quarters?”
“It is not what I would prefer, My Lord,” Hendrik said formally. “A situation has arisen that demands an audience,” he growled out in a low voice.
Teriff’s eyes swept over the other men standing beside and behind Hendrik. Core, who ruled the Eastern Mountain Clan until Merrick’s return stood next to the huge Northern Leader. Brawn, leader of the Desert Clan, stood slightly off to Core’s left. Bullet, Leader of the Southern Clan, and Gant, Leader of the Western Plains Clan stood slightly to the right. Each man was an arduous opponent, together they could possibly overpower Teriff and the council’s rule if they were to rebel.
“What situation?” Teriff asked harshly.
Core stepped forward. “A large group of warriors have attacked the Isle of the Chosen. The
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