Trisha woke late the next morning. She let her hand stretch out to feel for Kelan, sitting up when all she encountered were cool, smooth sheets. She frowned as she looked at the side of the bed which had obviously not been slept in.
“Kelan?” Trisha called out into the silence of their living quarters.
Her hand went to her throat as doubts assailed her. What if he changed his mind? What if all he wanted to do was trick her into coming back? No sooner had the thoughts formed in her mind than she pushed them away. Kelan was not Peter. Kelan loved her, really loved her. He didn’t just want to use her.
Trisha started when she found herself being pushed back by a massive gold head. When she was trapped flat against the pillows, Bio stood above her in the shape of a huge cat and stared down at
