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“Commander Fenriis.”
A loud voice behind them calling Fenriis’ name made them turn around. A warrior stood behind them. Unease prickled along Amanda’s spine at the look on his face. She’d seen enough of the warriors aboard to know they usually treated their leader with respect. But there was none in the other warrior’s face as he looked at her mate.
“Tolath,” Fenriis acknowledged him. “You have something you wish to say?”
“I do,” the large warrior confirmed. Like Fenriis, he was tall and well-muscled, probably equal to his leader in size and strength. “You have failed us.”
A slight touch on Amanda’s arm made her look around to find Isan at her side. With a small jerk of his head, he pulled her back away from Fenriis a few steps. Not liking the sudden tension in the room, she didn’t
