Tyran
Tyran
“Tyran!” she cried, hitting my back with her fists. I felt the hard metal of the ion pistol. I just had to pray she didn’t shoot someone accidentally before she learned how to use it.
“Governor,” I said, looking over my shoulder. Thankfully, he knew what I wanted and closed the distance.
“Lady Zakar, if I may.” His words matched his actions. While I couldn’t see what he was doing, I knew he was taking the weapon from her hands. I would allow only Maxim or Ryston to touch my mate, for they had one of their own and I knew the union to be strong. I had no reason to be jealous of the governor. The other warriors…
“Put me down! You’re behaving like a stupid caveman.”
I had no idea what she was talking about, but I was behaving a touch irrationally. Hunt had to do his job, so i
