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He took one last step, watching her.
Taryn wanted to see her face. Her eyes. Gazes always gave him answers, so he wouldn’t have to resort to other skills. The ones he’d inherited from his father’s side.
Her body tensed.
Her face shot up.
Her beautiful eyes speared him. Round and blue and so very un-Quillon andmesmerizing.
Taryn forgot all about the answers he wanted to find in them. He was enthralled.
Some unnamed feeling zapped between them as their gazes met. Hers widened, even as her soft, pink, plump lips parted.
“Wow,” she whispered.
As the word—wasit a word?the translator digging into the shell of his ear couldn’t find a proper translation for it—echoed around them, she went on, muttering, “You’re bloody gorgeous.”
Taryn frowned, looking down at his robes and hands, as his translator buzzed. “I don’t have blood on me.”
Right now at least.
But it soothed some deep, primal part of him to know that his Lightmate found him attractive at first glance.
Embarrassment spiked in her energy.
She shook her head, beautiful blonde hair catching all the light in the small corridor.
Taryn couldn’t look away from her.
She did something with her throat, which sounded like a cough, but not quite.
“No, I mean—“ Her small, round, human tongue darted out, licking her bottom lip. It glistened even more in the dim light. “I shouldn’t have said that.”
She uncoiled her arms, standing up.
She was so small compared to Taryn, barely reaching his shoulders, even with the blunt daggers strapped to her feet.
Heels, his translator supplied.
The white tunic she had on clung to her curves, emphasizing the dip of her hips. Taryn swallowed deeply. He wanted to run his hands down the column of her neck, all the way down to her neverending legs, which would wrap so nicely around his waist and—
Taryn blinked himself away from that fantasy.
“You can say whatever you want to me.” Taryn bowed, eyes still locked with hers. “I am Taryn, your Lightmate. Pleasure to meet you.”
A red tint took over her face. “You—you’re my Quillon soulmate?”
Her eyes scanned him quickly. Her face got even redder.
“I’m Leah.” Her gaze snapped back to his. “How did you find me?”
She was either very curious or very suspicious.
“I felt you.” He tilted his head to the side. “Can’t you feel me?”
Nines, couldn’t she?
That would make things infinitely more complicated. Not impossible, though.
