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He was chewing something, but what the contents were, she could not tell.
His cheeks and jaw worked from the pressure, adding to his nonchalant air of sensual insolence.
Even from a distance, she caught sight of thick lashes from which his meta eyes glowed silver and penetrating.
A radiant gem was embedded into his temple, and Sana’a’s brow rose as it pulsed.
She deflected the unexpected charge aimed at her.
His mouth twitched as if sensing her rejection.
He smirked, his gaze piercing, needling the creases of her close-held secrets.
For a moment, she thought she glimpsed someone else flitting in front of his features; the essence of a sage, much older, wise man spilled out from behind the shadowed, chiselled planes of the stranger’s face.
While his broody spirit had done nothing for her, the flashing lurch of another lurking soul hit her with such power that she almost swayed.
She pushed back against the surge and gritted her teeth.
I think I’ve found him.
It was all she could manage to comm out to Sika.
The SHärd blade sheathed in her backside fluttered on her skin.
It sensed something, and she waited for one of the instinctive thoughts it usually sent, but there was only silence.
She focused her attention back on him.
Caught in the pull of his old soul eyes, Sana’a took a few steps forward.
As if disinterested, his gaze slid off her and to the far horizon beyond the roof.
Oblivious to the gaggle of women at a nearby table who were swooning at him.
The slice away of his eyes delivered an unexpected stab of loss that shook her to the core.
Still, her boots kept moving.
Chapter 2
Sana’a’s entire body thrummed, every neuron firing as she moved towards her mark, the anticipation, the sharp clarity of her mission taking over each atom.
So focused was she on him that she almost fell, bouncing against a boulder-like physique.
She levered her head up into a pair of dark, glittering eyes.
One of the oversized companions of the silver-haired Katánian was blocking her passage.
He was the more polished falcon of the two. Suave, distinguished, even elegant, eyes warm and twinkling.
His sidekick, however, was the more formidable of the pair. He had a sinister eagle-like alertness that gave off intense gryphon energy.
He smouldered at her from a few feet away where he stood, arms crossed over his massive chest, keeping a silent vigil.
‘May I help you, beautiful?’ the sleek sentinel’s deep rasp cut through her dreamlike reverie.
Clenching her jaw, she pulled herself together. ‘Just wondered if you want some company?’
