Velik, Forty-Eight Hours Later
Velik, Forty-Eight Hours Later
I knew the inside of a ReGen pod when I saw one. This one was new, barely a scratch on the cover. Not that a disoriented warlord had ever pounded a few of them with his fists. Only the Prillon warriors did that.
Eyes closed, I took stock. I felt great. Calm. At peace. My beast seemed to be…subdued and content. A shock, as I’d been fighting him night and day for months. Now?
Quiet.
Thank the gods.
The lid to the enclosure slid open and Doctor Mersan stood over me. “What are you doing here?” He was an Intelligence Core specialist, more likely to be found f*****g around inside someone’s head—literally—than babysitting a standard ReGen pod. He’d saved my life many times, but he wasn’t supposed to be here, on Earth.
“Helion se
