The miracle Jordan was looking for appeared the next day. She was just returning from a food run when she caught a glimpse of the dark-haired woman surrounded by Trivator warriors. She followed them through several sections, recognizing almost immediately where they were heading.
Making a quick decision, she knew she couldn’t chance them getting caught as well. Weaving ahead of them, she waited until the dark haired human woman walked toward the stand where she was waiting. Jordan stepped out in front of her, blocking her way and drew in a deep breath. The woman started to step around in irritation before their eyes locked with each other. She started when she heard the woman’s soft gasp and the faint sound of her name on the woman’s lips.
“Jordan?” the woman asked in a husky voice.
Jor
