Core stared out of the window of the humans’ flying machine. Three of Markham’s men—Owens, Carter, and Bradley— were sitting across from him, their gazes unwaveringly focused on him. He could not care less about them. His sole focus was on finding Avery and making sure that she was alright.
The moment they swept over the island’s cliff, he felt their connection. His fingers curled into his palm as a surge of relief flooded his mind and body. He immediately reached out to her.
Are you injured? Core demanded.
Avery’s dry, relieved chuckle echoed through his mind. I’ve been better. Markham is insane. He plans to hunt us both down and kill us like some kind of trophy hunting game, she replied.
You did not answer me. Did he harm you? he gently pressed.
No, except for my pride. I should hav
