Chapter 75

Nadyr paced the living area of Rikash s domicile as Rikash poured a measure of alcohol into a glass. He did not drink often but, the Arken thought with rueful amusement, it was an appropriate night for it. He slid a glass across the stone surface. "Have a drink, Nadyr." The other dominant caught up the glass and threw it back. When he placed the glass back down, Rikash raised his eyebrows and re-filled it. The night had gone almost exactly to plan. They had trailed the telepath to her destination and taken out a nest of powerful slaves who had gathered foolishly in the one spot in order to co-ordinate and organize their planned attack on his city. He had been shocked when Amelia had left the foyer with the telepath, and for a moment he had doubted his sureness of his mate. But she had her own agenda that she had been following, from the moment she had so tentatively suggested to him that he let her free the telepath. She had intended, all along, to ensure that t