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“To Coone.”
The lines spread out to the soles of my feet, to my seat. I did not feel anything. I turned back to see what Roqs was doing. His hands are spread out towards the crystal embedded. His hands are not glowing but I can feel something. Something dense in the air is raising tiny hairs on my body. I decided to face the front and braced both my hands on the steel bar in front of me.
I can now hear the vehicles nearer, can hear their roar.
Just then, up ahead, a flying vehicle whizzed by. A bit too close because it whipped my hair, causing me to remove one of my hands to clear my face with hair.
Thankfully, either Zirc or Roqs remembered the seat belt as it clamped me to my seat.
“Roqs,” Zirc said with an impatient tone.
Roqs just remained quiet. I can feel he is concentrating and already I can feel the dense air surrounding us. It was not suffocating but I can feel a slight weight on my chest.
The flying vehicle, probably the winox, changed direction towards us and started shooting. I braced my hands because I thought Zirc was going to change the direction of the vehicle.
But he kept heading straight. The shields are now activated because the laser shots bounced off our vehicle. I looked briefly at Zirc’s profile. He looked deadset in ramming this vehicle to that winox when it’s like three floors above us. There is no covering on the vehicle. Can the shield withstand the impact?
I was about to shout at him when I saw a bright light crept up to his neck then his face, removing him from my sight. I was too shocked. Did someone hit us and we are dying? I looked at my arms and they also disappeared. Then my torso, thighs and legs.
My final thought before I passed out, so this is what feels like when we die. It wasn’t painful. It wasn’t painful at all except for this slightly heavy weight on my chest.
Chapter Sixteen
Roqs
Ilooked at my best friend, my lover, my life. The person who always had my back and will always be there for me through thick or thin. Even when I grow horns, lose a tail, turn back on all our tribesmen. He is the one person I know who will always believe in me.
Right now we are at a crossroad. Do we turn back or not? I want to curse the gods that have plagued us not to be together.
We are mates. Period. I know it in my heart, my gut. This year, we tried something different. We vowed that the distance will help us. It will either make me forget about him or our beasts will finally realize that we are mates.
But it was not meant to be. We need to focus on what’s important.
The mission. The Manasties.
Yet, the tribesmen I like to protect. My brethren. The Elders who knew better. They all tell me Roqs is not my mate. The physical aspect is not something we can control. No amount of experiment, even surgeries, hypnosis, and other kinds of brainwashing methods can influence true mating.
Everyone said, you will know what a true mate is. It is precious and not all will ever find their true mate.
I look at Zirc pacing the room.
Brynn is still sleeping. We know nothing about her race. We do not know the effects of the hyperdrive on their kind. I tried to do an untraceable search about Earth and humans but can’t find anything.
Not knowing anything is driving Zirc against the wall.
I am stupid. The way he is acting. Lashing out and snarling at Crix, Jigen and Volks. Our long time friends. They are sending discreet glances my way. I know what they are thinking and are asking in silence.
Yet, I cannot tell them. Not right now.
Not when the manasty in question is slowly pacing the room like a cagedmusat.
Yes, I’m stupid to realize what’s right in front of my face.
Zirc’s mate is sleeping on the bed right now. Hismate.
Zirc is stupid too for not realizing this sooner.
However, I will leave it up to him to realize this. Me saying it will drive him wild. He knows how I feel. We know I feel strongly for both of us. This will just push him against the wall if I tell him now. He needs to come to the same conclusion.
