Chapter Twelve
Yehfe clasped his brother’s hand as another tremor wracked through Pakua’s body. His skin was burning hot like the rocks of Vultaire which had three suns. He felt the wholesome virya energy seeping out of Pakua and the marred energy creeping through his veins.
Pakua had been doing better after Beulah’s prayers. Her strength had fueled Yehfe and lifted his own spirits in this dark time. He’d needed to be held. It had been so long since he’d known another being’s touch.
Yehfe and Pakua had been still very young when their mother had been ripped from their bond. Before their parting, she had been free with her touches and caresses. The last time Yehfe had leaned on his brother had been the first time their marred father had found the Mothership and taken aim at the youngling
