14
Nyko, Planet Atlan, Fifteen hours later
Ten hours ago I’d threatened the life of an Intelligence Core command officer.
I’d survived to tell the tale. But if my mate didn’t arrive safe and well on Atlan, as promised, he would not.
Standing in Commander Karter’s office, I’d stared at the face of the mysterious Doctor Helion on the comm screen, the hint of beast on my features, my voice so deep it sounded like a growl. The beast knew this was the man who had taken our mate, taken her and disappeared. “Where is my mate?”
The Prillon doctor lifted his hand, palm out, as if to appease me even across the vast distances of space. “She’s fine, Warlord. Out of surgery. We removed the implant and she is in a ReGen pod right now, healing.”
Commander Karter held up the Nexus 9 helmet and bag t
