Chapter 7
Seeran“Why is there a helicopter over my house?” Carrie asked, peering out the front window.
“This is not your house,” Vox said, ambling over to the window. “It belongs to your parents.”
“Don’t be pedantic. Their guest house is my guest house.”
“I am not pedantic. I am amiable, affable and agreeable.” A teasing grin spread across Vox’s face and for the smallest moment Seeran was envious of the pilot.
At the warlord’s command, Seeran had spent much time guarding Vox’s female and had developed a fondness for the flame-haired Terran but that was not the root of his envy. His envy was far more basic. Vox had his mate. Seeran found his mate but did not have her. Vox and his female represented the future for Seeran and he did not want to wait. He wanted it now.
“That doesn’t seem
