Liam would occasionally murmur words into his comm, but other than that, there was no sound but the soft hum of the ship, the occasional yawn from a dog, and a slight hiss of air moving through the vents. The planet was beautiful, but the swirls of clouds slowly twisting beneath her were almost hypnotic. She blinked her eyes sleepily and took another sip of water.
She scarcely needed hypnosis to make her sleepy. Not after the morning she’d had. She had escaped her captors and made it to her rendezvous with Liam on time, but it hadn’t been easy. After the rebel who’d pursued her had tried to stop her by shooting her dogs with tranquilizers, she had been forced to carry them both for kilometers under the hot Amatheon sun. It had been exhausting.
After losing her hat, the only other protect
