Mohan bit back a sigh. She recognized the protective stance Kordon took to block the other warriors’ view of Gracie. She was having the same problem with Quan trying to pull her back behind him. He and Kordon had actually gotten into the first heated argument she’d ever seen between two Zion warriors over whether she should be allowed to come with them or not.
Mohan flushed when she felt a pair of hands grip her hips from behind. She knew the fur on her face was changing colors rapidly as she hissed back at the huge Zion warrior glaring at her and snapped her sharp teeth at him.
“Are they always like this?” Gracie giggled as she saw Mohan was having the same problem as she was.
Mohan snapped at the man towering above her again. Gracie watched in amazement as the man reluctantly let her
