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Taryn was ashamed. For one, because he hadn’t found out this information by himself, through his many missions. And because, yes, his family was behind all of this.
No engines ran and no door closed on the mighty Zavorian ship without the feared Rohin knowing about it.
If the Zavorians wanted information about the Blaze, it was because Taryn’s father had requested it. The question was why.
“We need to discover what they truly want,” Zandyr said.
Taryn nodded. Of course they did. Unfortunately, he had an inkling about the real reason the Zavorians were so interested in the Blaze, only a few years after approaching Terra.
There was a chance they wanted to use the situation to their advantage. Kidnap the human Lightmates and force Quillon to obey.
However, Taryn wasn’t all that convinced the plan was truly that devious.
“We need to investigate the issue,” he said. “We might find–”
The rest of the words died on his lips as a spike of fear crawled up his spine. It wasn’t his fear.
It was Leah’s. And it only kept on growing.
“My Lightmate is in danger,” he said before bolting out the door with Quillon speed.
“I’m sending reinforcements,” was all Zandyr managed to say before Taryn was too far away to hear anything else.
Nothing else mattered right now except making sure Leah was alright.
He froze at the entrance to the garden. A puny human with white hair had grabbed Leah, a laser gun digging into her temples.
“Scream, and you die,” he’d hissed in her ear. It was obvious he was trying to make the least amount of noise, but Taryn’s Quillon senses picked up anything.
Leah didn’t have to scream. Taryn had felt the change in her energy from the other side of his estate.
Rage, blistering red, ran through him. He was going to destroy this human who dared touch and threaten his Lightmate. From Leah’s memories, Taryn recognized him–Flint.
But he didn’t look as calm and in control as in her mind. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were wide and deranged.
He was frightened. Desperate.
“He’s going to kill you,” Leah whispered.
Taryn sent a soothing wave her way. She breathed a sigh of relief.
But Taryn had to assess the situation properly before he acted. He could destroy Flint with one flick of his fingers–he didn’t even need talons to drain the life out of his body–but a frightened being was a dangerous one.
He had his finger on the trigger. The gun was pointed at Leah’s head.
Flint had sealed his fate the second he’d breached Taryn’s estate.
“I’m already as good as dead,” Flint spit out. “Because of you. The Zavorians are not happy. If you give me the information you were supposed to, I might buy myself enough time to vanish.”
“That’s your problem,” Leah said. “You were the one who betrayed Earth to work with them.”
“It was for our greater good!”
Taryn stuck to the shadows as he delved deeper inside the garden. The plants instantly sensed his intention.
He raised his palm. A thick, sharp branch fell soundlessly in his palm. The vines twisted behind him, waiting to pounce.
“How did you find me?” Leah asked. “They checked us for tracking devices before we left the ship.”
