No Master by Christine d'Abo

Author:Christine d'Abo
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Erotica
ISBN: 9781419934643
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc
Published: 2011-07-05T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“What we need to do is bring in some backup.”

Zain watched Korbin as he paced the room. He’d been careful to keep his distance since their round of sex, not quite sure what to make of Korbin’s mood.

Licking his lips, he fingered the slave collar around his neck. “Do you have someone in mind?”

“Wolf. Or at the very least someone he trusts.”

Zain’s brief dealing with the captain had left the impression that despite his humor and apparent lack of respect for authority, Faolan Wolf was a man of firm loyalties. “If you agree to Prem’s plan, he’ll let you contact someone. He’ll insist on being there to monitor the transmission.”

“That’s fine. Wolf and I have a code worked out.” Korbin stopped mid pace. He still hadn’t met Zain’s gaze, even though he was looking in his direction. “I’ll need you to find a way to slip my alias in.”

“I can do that.” It was too bad he couldn’t do the other thing he knew Korbin needed.

“Good. I’ll tell Prem we are for hire. I’ll make sure to include the use of Marissa in our plans to make sure we get her free.”

“She won’t leave without her husband.” Zain was happy she’d found love. Marissa had saved him from slipping into a mire of self-pity so deep, Zain doubted he would have ever emerged. “Even if we get her free, she’ll want to chase after Clayson.”

Korbin nodded, his hand slowly pulling up into a fist. “We can do both. If Clayson is trying to take over the Loyalists politically in this region, we’ll need to do more than just cut the head off this monster. We’ll need to see how deep it runs.”

“Agreed.” Zain took a calming breath before pushing himself to his feet. “I think we need to talk.”

That caught Korbin’s attention. His bright green gaze snapped to Zain’s, stopping him dead in his tracks. “No.”

“Admiral, I know that—”

“I said no.” There was no arguing with that tone normally. “I’ll send word to Prem that I wish to speak with him before the others gather.”

“I can’t give you what you want.” The words spilled from Zain before he had a chance to really give them any thought. Because if he had taken two microts to think about it, he would have preferred to run screaming back into Clayson’s arms than to see the look of hurt flash across Korbin’s face. As quickly as the emotion was there, Zain was grieved to see it fall away behind Korbin’s cold mask.

“I never asked you for anything, Strand. Not one fucking thing.”

Say my name.

Zain opened his mouth to protest, but snapped it shut when Korbin held up his hand. “Tell Prem we’re ready. We need to move quickly on this before someone else takes him up on his offer.”

Fuck. “Yes, sir.”

When Zain went to get the necklace, Korbin snatched it up and slipped the stone into his pocket. “I’ll hold on to this.”

“Of course.” Zain hoped Korbin wouldn’t be able to hear his thoughts without it around his neck.

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