Chapter Eight
Trelon strode into the dining galley growling under his breath. “I need a drink.” He had been looking for Cara for the past hour. With the communication system down, he had been unable to use it to find her, and he couldn’t use his symbiot because it was all with Cara. Still! He had finally asked one of the warriors he met in the corridor where his brothers were at.
Before Zoran or Kelan could say a word, Trelon took the bottle of potent wine and started drinking straight from it, not even bothering with a glass. Wiping a hand across his mouth, he growled, “I’m going to kill me a tiny human female with red and purple hair. I’m going to rip her apart, burn her to ash, and then put her back together again so I can do it over and over until she begs for mercy.”
Zoran looked a
