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“I will neither confirm nor deny that.”

Laughing softly, I planted a gentle kiss on each of his palms. At the contact, he hissed and his cock stiffened again.

“Hold on. We need to at least clean and bandage this before we do anything else,” I told him as he began to move his hips.

He gave a bitter, resigned sigh. As if I’d just told him he had to move a whole mountain before he could have me again.

“Fine. But let’s make it quick.”

I tossed my jacket on and jogged over to where I’d dropped my pack, bringing it back to our shady spot in the grass. Luckily, I had a first aid kit in there. Working quickly, I disinfected his palms and taped some gauze in place to help stop the bleeding.

As soon as that was done, Errok reached for me with a thrilling, possessive growl. But we both stopped when an alert sounded from my bag.

“What in the Deep Sky is that sound?” Errok said, snatching my bag away from me as if it contained a bomb about to go off.

“Well, if you’d give that back I could actually take a look!” I held my hand out for the bag, and he reluctantly handed it over.

I reached inside and grabbed a small comms tablet that Valeria had given me. It was connected to the drones I’d put out in Gahn Thaleo’s territory.

“Oh, damn,” I said, staring at the data the drones had transmitted. The alert had gone off just as I’d programmed it to – to alert us of bad weather incoming.

“There’s a storm coming,” I told Errok. “Looks like a bad one. It will probably hit Gahn Thaleo’s territory late tonight. Or maybe early tomorrow morning.”

“You know the storm is coming that far ahead of when it does?” he asked, his sight stars misting in shocked confusion.

“Yup,” I said. I held the screen up to his face, showing the data. “I’d be able to predict it even further into the future if I had proper equipment. Satellites and things like that. But the drones are the best we can do for now.”

“You are a miraculous creature,” Errok breathed, looking at me like he was almost a little scared of me. “How did you learn such things?”

“Studied it at school,” I told him while pulling the rest of my clothing back on. “University of Calgary. It’s a place you go to learn things with a bunch of other people.”

“To learn about storms?”

“Not just storms. All kinds of things,” I said, putting my sunglasses on. Sensing that his chance at a round two had been blown away by the approaching winds, Errok stood and put his loincloth back on.

“And why did you choose to study storms?”

I froze, fear clamping down on me.

But I breathed through it, and forced myself to face both him and the question. I wouldn’t shut him out. Not now.

“When I was a kid,” I said, “my dad left us.”

“Left you? He died in battle?”

“Nope. He just decided he didn’t want anything to do with my mom or me and he left. Left and never came back.”

“I do not understand,” Errok said slowly. “A man, a father... He abandoned his mate and child? What reason could there be for such a thing?”

Errok’s confusion hurt in the best possible way. The fact that he was as confused as I’d been made me feel so vindicated. And it made me feel safe.He would never leave me.The thought clearly had never crossed his mind as even a remote possibility.

“I didn’t understand either,” I said, my throat thick. “Spent a lot of time trying to figure it out. Never did.”

“He hurt you,” Errok said. His hands curled into fists and I was worried he’d destroy my first-aid job. “I wish he were in this world. I’d track him down on Togo and drag him before you.”

“Oh yeah? And then what?”

“Whatever you wanted,” he vowed fiercely, fangs snapping in his jaws. “Whatever my Gahnala would command. Imprison him. Kill him. Make him work himself to the unworthy bone every moment to make it up to you.”

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