Jac was ignoring him.
Rynn’s temper simmered as he walked past her in the corridor and she didn’t so much as spare a glance his way. What the hell did the woman want? He went to her quarters every night, brought her pleasure that left her boneless and pliant in his arms, yet she couldn’t even look at him in daylight.
What was he? He searched for the Terran words, culled from eavesdropping on the human women at court… A booty call. He was nothing more than a booty call to her.
A snarl on his lips, he marched across the sands of the training courts, his fierce expression and reputation ensuring that warriors of all levels scattered before him. Spotting a familiar figure on the other side of the circles, he shot a glare across the sands. Coaar refused to meet his eyes, the youngling scuttl
