~Jeremy’s POV~
My bike zoomed to a stop in front of the largest company in Los Alamos city. Before I could kill off my engine, Zayne’s own also screeched to a halt from the opposite side, our bikes facing each other. Helmet on our heads.
We had briefly met yesterday and agreed to meet by this time here today. None of us was a minute early or late.
I killed off my engine, then he killed his. He took off his helmet and ran his gloved hand through his hair to put it in place.
I took off mine, my hair falling to the sides of my face.
Our eyes met. All I could see was the brutal, torturous imagination in my head of Zayne taking Teyana in the presence of the lords. I would rather kill him first.
We climbed off our bikes almost at the same time and, without acknowledging one another, we wal
