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recognize one of them no matter what language he was speaking... Nikhil. Suddenly it all came back to her.
Nikhil had rescued her from the Zaludians. He said they had all been rescued and even though she hadn't seen anyone yet, she believed him. He hadn't said anything about Jen, about there being another female, only that there were ten males . The guys must still be protecting Jen. She needed to find out if Jen was safe.
She knew she felt safe with Nikhil, but she didn’t understand why. After all, he was huge by anyone's standards, but he had been so gentle with her. Especially when that other guy, what had Nikhil called him... Commander had been firing questions at her.
Nikhil had brought her back here to his quarters, and carefully cleansed her. He could have taken advantage of her then, but he didn't. Instead, he cared for her making sure there wasn't one speck of dirt left anywhere on her body. Then he’d tucked her carefully into his bed.
Reaching up, she touched her hair and for the first time in... she didn't know how long... she could run her fingers through it. It was silky and smooth without a single snarl. Reaching the end of one strand, she frowned feeling something. Lifting the offending strand, she saw there was a bead attached to the end of it. Twirling it between her fingers, she was surprised at how warm it was, how it seemed to glitter at her. But why was it there?
Holding the bead, a feeling of anxiety filled her. She didn't understand where it was coming from, but she knew something was wrong, and she needed to get to Nikhil. Sitting straight up, she fought her way out of the covers meaning to find him. When the cool air hit, it reminded her she was naked. Looking around the room, she didn't see anything that resembled a closet or dresser, so she pulled one of the blankets off the bed. Wrapping it securely under her arms, she went to find Nikhil.
"Nikhil?" she called out, moving to where she knew the door had been when she entered the room, but now there was just a solid panel. Running her hands over it, she couldn't find a handle and panicking, she began to pound on the door. Why was she locked in? Was she a prisoner? Had it all been a trick? "Nikhil!"
One moment she was pounding on a solid, cold door, and the next on a solid, warm chest.
"Mackenzie.” Nikhil wrapped his arms around her not liking the fear he heard in her voice. "What is wrong? Why aren't you resting?"
"I heard yelling. What's going on? Why was I locked in?"
Nikhil wanted to pound Gryf into the floor for waking and scaring his True Mate again. He couldn't do it now, but the next time they met on the training field, Gryf would feel his displeasure.
"I am sorry we woke you, Little One." His large hands rubbed her bare shoulders trying to reassure her that everything was fine, then frowned when he realized she was wrapped in only a blanket. There were two other males in the room. He pulled her deeper into his embrace.
"Why was I locked in?" she asked.
"You weren't. I only closed the door so you could rest undisturbed. I should have realized you might not know how to open it." Pulling her forward slightly, he took her hand and touched it to the crystal on the wall. "This is what you press to open or close the door."
As she pressed it the crystal, the door closed. Pressing it again, it opened.
"There is one next to the door in the resting area," he told her.
"Oh," Mac was starting to feel foolish. "I'm sorry. I guess I over-reacted."
"You woke up alone in a strange place, and heard angry voices." His voice was quiet as he spoke. "After all you have been through, it is only natural that you reacted the way you did."
"Why was there yelling?" she asked rubbing her cheek against the bare skin of his chest feeling herself settle.
"That would be my fault." Hearing the Commander's voice, she immediately stiffened in Nikhil's arms.
"It is alright, Little One," Nikhil reassured her, his arms tightening.
"Nikhil, may I be
Nikhil had rescued her from the Zaludians. He said they had all been rescued and even though she hadn't seen anyone yet, she believed him. He hadn't said anything about Jen, about there being another female, only that there were ten males . The guys must still be protecting Jen. She needed to find out if Jen was safe.
She knew she felt safe with Nikhil, but she didn’t understand why. After all, he was huge by anyone's standards, but he had been so gentle with her. Especially when that other guy, what had Nikhil called him... Commander had been firing questions at her.
Nikhil had brought her back here to his quarters, and carefully cleansed her. He could have taken advantage of her then, but he didn't. Instead, he cared for her making sure there wasn't one speck of dirt left anywhere on her body. Then he’d tucked her carefully into his bed.
Reaching up, she touched her hair and for the first time in... she didn't know how long... she could run her fingers through it. It was silky and smooth without a single snarl. Reaching the end of one strand, she frowned feeling something. Lifting the offending strand, she saw there was a bead attached to the end of it. Twirling it between her fingers, she was surprised at how warm it was, how it seemed to glitter at her. But why was it there?
Holding the bead, a feeling of anxiety filled her. She didn't understand where it was coming from, but she knew something was wrong, and she needed to get to Nikhil. Sitting straight up, she fought her way out of the covers meaning to find him. When the cool air hit, it reminded her she was naked. Looking around the room, she didn't see anything that resembled a closet or dresser, so she pulled one of the blankets off the bed. Wrapping it securely under her arms, she went to find Nikhil.
"Nikhil?" she called out, moving to where she knew the door had been when she entered the room, but now there was just a solid panel. Running her hands over it, she couldn't find a handle and panicking, she began to pound on the door. Why was she locked in? Was she a prisoner? Had it all been a trick? "Nikhil!"
One moment she was pounding on a solid, cold door, and the next on a solid, warm chest.
"Mackenzie.” Nikhil wrapped his arms around her not liking the fear he heard in her voice. "What is wrong? Why aren't you resting?"
"I heard yelling. What's going on? Why was I locked in?"
Nikhil wanted to pound Gryf into the floor for waking and scaring his True Mate again. He couldn't do it now, but the next time they met on the training field, Gryf would feel his displeasure.
"I am sorry we woke you, Little One." His large hands rubbed her bare shoulders trying to reassure her that everything was fine, then frowned when he realized she was wrapped in only a blanket. There were two other males in the room. He pulled her deeper into his embrace.
"Why was I locked in?" she asked.
"You weren't. I only closed the door so you could rest undisturbed. I should have realized you might not know how to open it." Pulling her forward slightly, he took her hand and touched it to the crystal on the wall. "This is what you press to open or close the door."
As she pressed it the crystal, the door closed. Pressing it again, it opened.
"There is one next to the door in the resting area," he told her.
"Oh," Mac was starting to feel foolish. "I'm sorry. I guess I over-reacted."
"You woke up alone in a strange place, and heard angry voices." His voice was quiet as he spoke. "After all you have been through, it is only natural that you reacted the way you did."
"Why was there yelling?" she asked rubbing her cheek against the bare skin of his chest feeling herself settle.
"That would be my fault." Hearing the Commander's voice, she immediately stiffened in Nikhil's arms.
"It is alright, Little One," Nikhil reassured her, his arms tightening.
"Nikhil, may I be
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