His Feisty Human by Ivy Barrett

Author:Ivy Barrett [Barrett, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“I knew you could read my mind.” Lorelle’s gentle smile made Mal Ton ball his fists. She was flirting with Fane.

“I never told you I couldn’t.” Fane must have sensed a blast of jealousy. He looked at Mal Ton as he smiled. “I only told you the image you transmitted to me didn’t require the ability. Why don’t you tell Mal Ton what you were imagining?”

Lorelle gasped and slapped Fane on the arm. Mal Ton scowled. He didn’t want them touching each other. He hated their comfortable camaraderie. Fane knew they were mates even if Lorelle had yet to accept it.

Fane turned back to Lorelle, his expression guarded again. “Focus on the leader. Remember every detail about his appearance, the tone of his voice, how he moved.”

Lorelle closed her eyes and Fane pressed in close behind her like he had been when he cupped her breasts and—

Enough, Mal Ton. You’re distracting me.

I know you were cautious once I was aware, but how far did it go before the inhibitor wore off?

Fane’s hands dropped to her shoulders and he gave her a little squeeze. “Your lover is disrupting my concentration. Will you please tell him what happened before he regained consciousness?”

Lorelle opened her eyes and raised her chin. “First of all, Mal Ton doesn’t own me. If I had fucked you, it’s none of his business—not to mention it would have been done to save his ungrateful hide. Second, he might not trust me, but he has no reason to mistrust you. I’m not going to dignify his attitude with a response.” She guided Fane’s hands to her head and said, “Carry on.”

You haven’t told her?

Annoyed by the amusement in Fane’s tone, Mal Ton pulled out one of the desk chairs and sat. He would tell her once she’d recovered from all the other surprises. Lorelle wouldn’t consider leaving until her sister was found, so the mate issue could wait a little longer.

“I can barely see him,” Fane said. “Can you make the image any clearer?”

After a short pause, she shook her head. “That’s what he looked like to me. Dark hair, shadowy features, and glowing eyes.”

Fane lowered his hands. “Neither of the locations you mentioned means anything to me. Either they’re some sort of code or you’re not remembering exactly what he said. His language didn’t mean anything to you then, so it wouldn’t be surprising if your mind twisted the word or phrase.”

“How do we untwist them?” Mal Ton asked. “This is all we have to work with right now.”

“Take her to the data center and have one of the technicians run the words through the Protarian database.”

Mal Ton stiffened at the suggestion. Renée was the best stream analyst they had and she’d been panting after him since he arrived. Was Fane amusing himself?

“I told her to back off.” A hint of a smile tugged at one corner of Fane’s mouth. “Do you want me to reinforce the command?”

“I can handle Renée.” He stood and motioned Lorelle toward the door to Fane’s office.

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