He lifted her face to him and slid a hand over her neck, stroking her wolf sigil as the fierce glow it emitted slowly faded.
He then scanned her face as if seeing her for the first time. ‘Seems you’ve a latent lycan power,Šarim, with the capacity to manipulate energy. Intriguing.’
‘How do I have it?’ she whispered.
A quirk curled the edge of his mouth. ‘I can get Miral to find out, but for now, I see we make a formidable couple, my love.’
Then she was in his arms, his lips to her forehead, rocking her, soothing her, before his mouth fell on hers for a melding kiss.
Chapter 28
MAK
Mak and Saba made their way back to the skiff.
Taking Deimos’ wrist comm out of his pocket, Mak handed it, along with the pad he had found in the Codex’s man’s vessel, to his brother.
‘You now have carte blanche to go ballistic with what you discover on those two devices. Whatever it takes to bring freakin’ Nightshade and Codex thefokkdown.’
‘Nice work, Saba,’ Kaal grunted as he gave Mak a raised chin jerk and stalked off.
With that, Mak helped Saba into their craft.
‘You OK?’ he growled.
She blinked, then nodded.
‘That was unbelievable. So wild,’ his wife murmured.
Hell, she was plucky. She’d not uttered a scream or gasp throughout the entire incident.
Instead, she’d laid waste to a squadron of enragedsachem.
Mak arched a brow. ‘You’re quite the warrior, babe. I could use you in future raids.’
They exchanged long looks till her lips curved up at the ends. ‘Put me to task,šarrum.’
He jolted. ‘Did you just call me your King?’
‘I did. The highest form of endearment an Akkadian woman can give her man.’
‘Fokk, that makes you my queen, myšarratum.’
‘I can work with that,’ she simpered.
Mak’s heart lurched for his woman as he lowered his mouth and gave her a prolonged, melting kiss.
She moaned and arched her back into his hold until he pulled away, with a groan.
‘You’ve got me strung out, woman.’
Tapping into a colossal amount of control, he stroked her cheek, his eyes glittering with a coming promise.
Turning away, he started up the engines and prepped to dust off from the rear airlock of Kaal’s corvette.
Soon, they were racing through the heavens back toThe Sombra.
Saba leaned her head on his shoulder, her ease with him, damn her freakin’ sensuality, draped next to him, setting him off.
