Chapter 7Zenon needed to go. Anek was waiting for him to relieve him of his duty in the cockpit, and he was never late. Never. But he couldn’t move with Carlo holding Grace against his naked body. He couldn’t speak or he’d show his fangs.
His chest ached, and he wanted to rip her away from him, but at the same time, he wanted him to stay hidden under the cover so Ghurva wouldn’t see his naked body.
“Are you hungry, Grace?” Ghurva’s voice was calm and even as he spoke.
Grace tilted her head, so she was looking up into Carlo’s eyes. Zenon suspected they had some silent communication going on.
After several seconds, she nodded. “Yes, some food would be lovely.” She stepped away from Carlo and hooked her arm with Ghurva’s. Zenon didn’t move a muscle, but Ghurva widened his eyes in surprise
