The Gate Jumpers Saga: Science Fiction Romance Collection by Elin Wyn

Author:Elin Wyn [Wyn, Elin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Zaddik

Zaddik was careful to keep his mouth shut as he led Sherre through the bowels of his ship, but damn if there wasn’t a steady stream of curses going through his head. He was still having second thoughts about taking on the Thagzars, but rather than being unable to focus, his full attention was now on Sherre.

It was like her very presence was suffocating, and it took everything he had to keep putting one foot deliberately forward instead of turning around to usher her back into the safety of the pod.

Tempting as it was, he knew that it wouldn’t be so safe once the Thagzars noticed it. Well, that, or the snakes would fly back to Peshdushdar first, effectively trapping them until he and Sherre were found and captured, or worse.

The thought made Zaddik mentally shake himself. Since when had he feared the consequences of going up against the Thagzars? He hadn’t been scared of that since he was twelve years old, bruised and bloody after the first night of the rebellion. Why was he desperate to run now, and in the face of unknown scouts?

But then, Zaddik knew that wasn’t quite right either. He didn’t want to run – running implied dropping everything and everyone just to save his own skin. Rather, he wanted to bunker down; to get Sherre out of the way of the firing squad and set up some defenses while he was at it.

Though, as he and Sherre maneuvered around the junk cluttering up the engine room, he knew that it was a little too late for that now.

“Wait,” Sherre whispered suddenly, grabbing his arm. They were just a few feet away from the main door, one that he’d seen himself through multiple times whenever he’d been looking for Dojan. The guy was always tinkering with something, and it never failed to frustrate him when Zaddik’s code overrode his to get past a locked keypad.

“What?” Zaddik replied quietly, turning to look down at her green eyes. For all the anxiety that he was feeling, it made his heart skip to see her raw concern in them.

Licking her lips, she asked worriedly, “Are you all right?” At his blank face, she pressed, “You’re sweating.”

Her statement made Zaddik want to huff a laugh. He hadn’t noticed before, but the inside of the ship was sweltering hot, and he was sweating bullets because of it. “The Thagzars,” he grunted, taking a moment to wipe his forehead with the back of his arm. “For all their conquests, they are a sensitive race.” They’d always been quick to abandon the colder climates, which had long been cited as the key to the rebellion’s success. “I’ll bet my ship that they upped the temperature the moment that they slithered aboard.”

“Oh,” Sherre said, pressing her hand to her own forehead. “I thought it was kind of cold, to be honest.”

Zaddik frowned at her oddly, wondering how in the hell he was wilting from the heat while she was standing there like a fresh daisy.

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