Jazin’s harsh cry of fury echoed through the level. The sound so loud and painful that the warriors in the area paused for a moment and bowed their head. The moment Star’s voice activated his comlink, Jar had boosted the reception. He could do it coming in, but not going out.
The sound of his mate’s tortured voice tore through Jazin’s tightly held control. He gripped the laser sword he had retrieved from his living quarters. The two crewmen had been taken to the training room. He had ordered it cleared of everything. When he got done with the men, the room would be coated in their blood.
The men were on their knees, their arms secured behind their backs when he walked in. Both men glared defiantly up at Jazin as he walked through the door. Their glares turned to fear as they studied his
