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“I’ve joined the ranks, Madame Endelle, and I’ll do what I can to help. But I don’t know what to do. I can get Samuel to Duncan, but there’s a limitation. We can’t exit through the darkening at that point, as you know, in order to pull him out. ”

“Fuck. You’re right. ” She glanced at Thorne and Seriffe. To the latter, she said, “Did you know Samuel has some kind of Third-based power?”

“No. I didn’t. ” The leader of the Militia Warriors scowled as he set his strong gaze on Samuel. “You’ve been holding back?”

“For only one reason. Part of the power I have can’t be controlled, at least not yet. I killed several innocent men with it when I escaped. ” Jean-Pierre shared his experience working out with Samuel.

Thorne’s lips twitched. “You’re telling me a mere Militia Warrior kept knocking you on your ass, J. P. ?”

“Oui. And I would complain but I believe he must become a Warrior of the Blood soon, perhaps the first we have had since my own induction. ” Samuel spoke quickly. “Just to be clear, I have no intention of leaving the Thunder God Warriors. ” Jean-Pierre laughed. “We have all heard that from Gideon for over a year. I suppose I am not surprised. ” Vela glanced around the group of powerful ascenders, wondering what she was even doing here. How upside down was her world that a former purchase- order-processor sat in Endelle’s private suite?

“Okay, assholes,” Endelle said.

“Let’s get back to work. ” She flipped some of the small, spiral shells which in turn exposed a nipple.

All the men looked elsewhere.

Endelle rolled her eyes but addressed Vela. “Take Samuel back to Duncan and see what happens. None of us have this kind of experience with the darkening. In fact, I want to be part of this.

So, let’s do this from my office. You can head on over now. I’ll be with you in a couple of minutes. ” Vela rose from the couch but before she even reached the door Samuel had hold of her hand. Once past the doorway, he switched sides so that by the time they’d returned to the large rotunda that housed the command center, he formed a barrier between her and the men who worked there.

What’s that about? She asked.

Those men were gawking at you.

No they weren’t. She’d noticed a couple of surreptitious looks but nothing close to staring at her with mouths wide open.

You don’t want to argue with me about something like this, not right now.

You can yell at me later, if you want. But this damn breh-hedden is like fire on my skin. I’m caught between wanting to punch every man who even looks at you to getting you somewhere private and tearing your clothes off. Shit, I shouldn’t have said that.

As Vela walked, heading back to the platform, she didn’t at first recognize the sensation that moved through her, like little streaks of lightning. His rich scent had thickened the air near her so that desire once more, always ready to take her over,

stroked her breasts and the sweet spot between her legs. I don’t mind, she sent in return. And she didn’t. In fact, should they survive this next trip into the darkening, she might even suggest they do a little mutual exploration and see what happened, maybe even tap into a vein or two.

Her mouth watered suddenly. She hadn’t shared blood in a long time and the thought of bringing Samuel into her body in that way, maybe while they were doing other things, caused her to shiver.

As she walked up the ramp, he sent, You have the most wonderful floral scent, which you are shedding in waves right now, and you’ve got me worked up.

Standing beside him on the platform, she turned and met his gaze. Good, she sent. A split-second later, she folded beside him, flying through nether-space, but not before she saw his mouth drop.

Samuel arrived on the landing platform at Administrative HQ in a state of pain, and a level of gratitude for snug briefs and a battle kilt, he’d never quite appreciated before.

Vela’s eyes held a promise, one he understood really well because he knew that signal. Only this time, the breh- hedden had him in its cross-hairs and he was a target ready to hit. Her scent rose in clouds around her.

He slid his arm tight around her waist and walked her down the administrative HQ ramp, newly installed on the bottom floor of the building.

Once inside the elevator, he drew her into his arms and kissed her, plundering her mouth like he’d never known a woman’s mouth before. That she glided her hips back and forth so that her abdomen stroked his erection told him all that he needed to know about what she wanted from him.

He slung an arm around her neck, put a hand on her face and forced her to look at him. But he didn’t say anything, he just met those large blue eyes and willed her to know him, to know what she was getting into. Her lips parted, her breath quickened.

“I’m not who you think I am. The man I could have been disappeared during those years I was gone. Do you understand?” She nodded. “I think I feel the same way. I’ve been lost since my husband died. I haven’t been the same, either. ” He nodded, then kissed her again, backing her into a corner, pressing his body up against hers. Time lost its meaning as he arched his hips into hers, pumping like he would once he got inside her.

The doors opened, maybe for the tenth time, he wasn’t sure, but a woman’s voice, a blunt, crude voice, called into the elevator. “Somebody get me a goddamn hose. ” Endelle had arrived already? Shit, how long had he kept Vela inside?

Samuel pulled away. If he’d been in pain before, right now he felt like someone held his balls in a vise. He was so close to release that his abdomen spasmed.

Vela clung to the upper sides of his weapons harness, breathing hard.

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