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Zander frowned. If what King Vohne suspects is true, his father is the one who
initially set up the situation. He wanted more power among the other planets in the galaxy. If
you have a commodity other people want, you can trade it for whatever you desire. King
Vohne s father wanted power and he got it from selling his people.
Leo s stomach swirled in disgust. That s terrible, he growled.
Yes, it is, Zander agreed. Let s go see what else we can find.
Syline s rooms were on the opposite side of the palace away from the usual guest
quarters. They had to go down a flight of stairs to reach her door.
This is it. Zander pulled out the master key and slid it into the lock.
The click sounded loud in the empty hall. Leo glanced left and right, but no one
appeared interested in what they were doing.
Zander shoved the door open and stepped inside. Leo rushed to follow. Zander
appreciated his lover s presence, especially since they didn t know what she might have
inside her living quarters.
At first glance her place looked like any other serviceable apartment, with a small living
space, a kitchenette and a sleeping area nothing that would set it off from anyone else s
place. In fact, it was surprisingly sterile.
Leo took a long sniff. She doesn t really live here.
Zander nodded. He d have to agree with that assessment. She might sleep in this
apartment but, without any personal touches, she obviously lived somewhere else.
Look around and see if you can find something to give us more information, Zander
said.
Okay.
They took opposite sides of the room. Zander rifled through the drawers of her desk
with little success. He didn t find anything inside other than what he suspected was the usual
junk people collect in their desk.
Wait& What s that? Leo asked, spotting something in the drawer.
What s what? Zander looked over at his mate to see where he was pointing.
This. Leo reached inside and grabbed a small, silver cylinder. He handed it over to
Zander with a smile.
Zander turned the object and a narrow adaptor slid out. I think this is a memory stick.
Maybe it will tell us something we don t know.
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A soft popping sound was the only warning they had. Ouch.
Zander slapped a hand to his neck at the sharp pinch before everything went dark
around him.
* * * *
He awoke on the floor with every muscle in his body aching. His mouth felt dry and
crackly, as if it had been filled with cotton.
Leo! Blinking hard to clear out his fuzzy vision, he frantically scanned the room.
Leo! Pulling himself to his feet, he struggled not to fall over when his knees almost buckled
beneath him. Fear for his lover pierced through his heart.
A quick glimpse showed that the memory stick they d found was now missing along
with his mate.
Zander closed his eyes and sent out psychic feelers for his mate.
Nothing.
Tears pricked behind his eyelids, but he refused to give in. Determination hardened his
resolve.
The room around him had been destroyed. While Zander lay unconscious someone had
shredded the furniture, broken pictures off the wall and pretty much torn up the entire place.
Either they had been looking for something or they d wanted to make sure there wasn t
anything to find.
Zander raced down the hall towards the king s quarters. He slid to a stop when he ran
into the royals walking towards him. Leo is gone. We were ambushed at Syline s.
Kres scowled. Do you have any idea where they might have gone? Did you discover
something?
We found a memory stick at Syline s, but it s gone now and so is Leo. Zander s hands
shook with his emotion. He had to get his mate back. They took my Leo.
Maybe it s time to talk to your father, the king said.
Kres narrowed his eyes. It s time to stop tiptoeing around. I m ready to make waves.
You re always set to cause trouble, my love, Vohne said fondly.
Zander knew he had to see his parents in person calling them wouldn t be enough. He
wanted to see his father s face when he lied to him.
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* * * *
Leo woke slowly. His flank hurt. Blinking, he took stock of his surroundings. Metal bars
filled his vision and the sense of déjà vu overwhelmed him, except this time he knew he
wouldn t see his handsome mate on the other side of the cage. He doubted there would be a
happy ending to this particular scenario. Where had they sent him? Who had captured him?
Was it the person Syline had called the chief? So many questions whirled around his head
and no one to answer them.
Where was Zander? Thoughts of his mate lying injured or dying terrified him. Surely
he d know if his beloved was no longer among the living. A low whimpering left him as he
worried about his mate. He needed to escape and find his way back to Zander. Unfortunately
he couldn t do it in his Thresl form.
Cold metal surrounded him, freezing the bottoms of his paws as he shifted uneasily in
his confinement. Peering through the bars, he could make out a small room, little more than a
closet. Had they dumped him here and forgotten him? When had he shifted into his Thresl
form? Maybe the drug had transformed him back. Fear raked through him with icy fingers.
Closing his eyes, he tried to change back to human. Nothing. It took all his restraint to resist
the urge to rage against his capture. Hopefully once the drugs faded he could return to his
human form. As much as he wished he could escape now, he would have to wait it out. He
worried his front paw, gnawing on his claws. With meticulous care, he groomed his fur as he
tried to calm his nerves. He refused to believe the fates would rip Zander from him just as
they had become bonded mates.
After a thorough grooming, Leo rested his head on his paws. Every few minutes he sent
out a psychic call trying to reach his mate but he couldn t sense if Zander received any of his
messages.
His eyes watered as loneliness swamped him. He fought against the painful sense of
loss the lack of his mate brought. In two years he d never been by himself. Saint had told him
that bonded Thresls could survive their mate s separation by turning back into their animal
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Zander frowned. If what King Vohne suspects is true, his father is the one who
initially set up the situation. He wanted more power among the other planets in the galaxy. If
you have a commodity other people want, you can trade it for whatever you desire. King
Vohne s father wanted power and he got it from selling his people.
Leo s stomach swirled in disgust. That s terrible, he growled.
Yes, it is, Zander agreed. Let s go see what else we can find.
Syline s rooms were on the opposite side of the palace away from the usual guest
quarters. They had to go down a flight of stairs to reach her door.
This is it. Zander pulled out the master key and slid it into the lock.
The click sounded loud in the empty hall. Leo glanced left and right, but no one
appeared interested in what they were doing.
Zander shoved the door open and stepped inside. Leo rushed to follow. Zander
appreciated his lover s presence, especially since they didn t know what she might have
inside her living quarters.
At first glance her place looked like any other serviceable apartment, with a small living
space, a kitchenette and a sleeping area nothing that would set it off from anyone else s
place. In fact, it was surprisingly sterile.
Leo took a long sniff. She doesn t really live here.
Zander nodded. He d have to agree with that assessment. She might sleep in this
apartment but, without any personal touches, she obviously lived somewhere else.
Look around and see if you can find something to give us more information, Zander
said.
Okay.
They took opposite sides of the room. Zander rifled through the drawers of her desk
with little success. He didn t find anything inside other than what he suspected was the usual
junk people collect in their desk.
Wait& What s that? Leo asked, spotting something in the drawer.
What s what? Zander looked over at his mate to see where he was pointing.
This. Leo reached inside and grabbed a small, silver cylinder. He handed it over to
Zander with a smile.
Zander turned the object and a narrow adaptor slid out. I think this is a memory stick.
Maybe it will tell us something we don t know.
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A soft popping sound was the only warning they had. Ouch.
Zander slapped a hand to his neck at the sharp pinch before everything went dark
around him.
* * * *
He awoke on the floor with every muscle in his body aching. His mouth felt dry and
crackly, as if it had been filled with cotton.
Leo! Blinking hard to clear out his fuzzy vision, he frantically scanned the room.
Leo! Pulling himself to his feet, he struggled not to fall over when his knees almost buckled
beneath him. Fear for his lover pierced through his heart.
A quick glimpse showed that the memory stick they d found was now missing along
with his mate.
Zander closed his eyes and sent out psychic feelers for his mate.
Nothing.
Tears pricked behind his eyelids, but he refused to give in. Determination hardened his
resolve.
The room around him had been destroyed. While Zander lay unconscious someone had
shredded the furniture, broken pictures off the wall and pretty much torn up the entire place.
Either they had been looking for something or they d wanted to make sure there wasn t
anything to find.
Zander raced down the hall towards the king s quarters. He slid to a stop when he ran
into the royals walking towards him. Leo is gone. We were ambushed at Syline s.
Kres scowled. Do you have any idea where they might have gone? Did you discover
something?
We found a memory stick at Syline s, but it s gone now and so is Leo. Zander s hands
shook with his emotion. He had to get his mate back. They took my Leo.
Maybe it s time to talk to your father, the king said.
Kres narrowed his eyes. It s time to stop tiptoeing around. I m ready to make waves.
You re always set to cause trouble, my love, Vohne said fondly.
Zander knew he had to see his parents in person calling them wouldn t be enough. He
wanted to see his father s face when he lied to him.
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* * * *
Leo woke slowly. His flank hurt. Blinking, he took stock of his surroundings. Metal bars
filled his vision and the sense of déjà vu overwhelmed him, except this time he knew he
wouldn t see his handsome mate on the other side of the cage. He doubted there would be a
happy ending to this particular scenario. Where had they sent him? Who had captured him?
Was it the person Syline had called the chief? So many questions whirled around his head
and no one to answer them.
Where was Zander? Thoughts of his mate lying injured or dying terrified him. Surely
he d know if his beloved was no longer among the living. A low whimpering left him as he
worried about his mate. He needed to escape and find his way back to Zander. Unfortunately
he couldn t do it in his Thresl form.
Cold metal surrounded him, freezing the bottoms of his paws as he shifted uneasily in
his confinement. Peering through the bars, he could make out a small room, little more than a
closet. Had they dumped him here and forgotten him? When had he shifted into his Thresl
form? Maybe the drug had transformed him back. Fear raked through him with icy fingers.
Closing his eyes, he tried to change back to human. Nothing. It took all his restraint to resist
the urge to rage against his capture. Hopefully once the drugs faded he could return to his
human form. As much as he wished he could escape now, he would have to wait it out. He
worried his front paw, gnawing on his claws. With meticulous care, he groomed his fur as he
tried to calm his nerves. He refused to believe the fates would rip Zander from him just as
they had become bonded mates.
After a thorough grooming, Leo rested his head on his paws. Every few minutes he sent
out a psychic call trying to reach his mate but he couldn t sense if Zander received any of his
messages.
His eyes watered as loneliness swamped him. He fought against the painful sense of
loss the lack of his mate brought. In two years he d never been by himself. Saint had told him
that bonded Thresls could survive their mate s separation by turning back into their animal
form. He hadn t mentioned how painful the process would be. Did Saint suffer daily from his [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]