Page 67 of Tamed

“That went well,” Arcon said with a sad shake of his head. She’d refused to let him accompany her, insisting that the females would never talk to her with him standing by her side. He’d compromised by observing the conversations from the control room down the hall. “I’m not surprised, but I’d hoped for better.”

“I knew Jessie was a lost cause because of my vision, but I was hoping we could save Kora and Bristol.”

“We saved Loren and Jill,” he reminded as he slipped his arm around her shoulders. “That’s not nothing.”

“Two out of six is what, thirty-three percent?” She released another sigh. “That’s not much to brag about.”

“Jill and Loren would argue with you, I’m sure.” He reached down and pinched her bottom. “Now, stop being so glum. Verbet is dead. Soro’s rebels have gained control of Hanoto. Torret is well on its way to freedom.”

“You’re right. I need to focus on the positive.”

“And accept the fact that you are not responsible for the choices other people make,” he added.

“That too.” She glanced up at him and produced a half-hearted smile.

Zevon was sitting in his favorite chair when Kendra walked into the apartment a few minutes later.

“Hi.” She smiled at him, feeling it a little more this time. “I didn’t expect to see you for a few hours yet.”

“I started compiling a list of all the people I need to contact and all the messages I need to make. It quickly became more than I can accomplish in a few hours, so I decided to postpone it all until tomorrow.”

“That’s a wonderful plan.” Her only hope of escaping this gloom was to spend the evening in the arms of her mates. She was so glad they were ready to do the same.

“So what did you decide after speaking to your friends?” Zevon asked as he pushed to his feet.

She frowned, trying not to allow herself to get sucked back into her earlier pessimism. “Well, mostly I realized that none of them are my friends anymore. According to all three of them, they were not forced into anything. I’m not sure if their mates are influencing them or if they honestly feel that way.”

“Soul bonds change people,” Zevon admitted. “More often than not the changes are positive, but I have seen negative reactions before.”

“Well, their attitude slams the door on our ability to help them.” It wasn’t the outcome Kendra had hoped for, but she found it rather freeing. She’d done everything in her power to save them, but they had chosen a different path. As Arcon insisted, she was not responsible for the decisions of others. “The board of governors is going to throw the book at them and we all know it. I don’t think any of them realize how much trouble they’re in.”

“I agree, and I’ll do what I can to soften the blow,” Zevon told her.

“I appreciate it.”

Arcon moved up behind her, putting her in between her mates. Exactly where she liked it best. “The war is finally over. There are no more conduits in need of rescue. And we have found our destined mates. I only have one question left.”

She smiled, easily guessing where his sensual tone was leading. “And what is that, Sir?”

“Why aren’t we all naked and in that bed?”

Needing no other prompting, Kendra raced for the bedroom, clothing flying in her wake. Zevon and Arcon were right behind her. By the time they reached the bed, passion and affection were flowing freely across their link and all three were naked. They fell to the mattress in a tangle of entwined limbs and eager hands.

“I love you, mates,” Kendra whispered as the first set of frantic kisses ended.

“And I love you, pet,” Zevon responded, his hands moving boldly over her body.

“I love you more,” Arcon said with a throaty laugh.

“Not possible,” Zevon argued.

Joy swelled within Kendra’s heart as she heard their playful words. This was exactly what she needed so her battered heart could heal. “I think you should both show me how much you love me. Words are much too easy.”

“Challenge accepted,” Zevon growled out as he stretched her arms above her head.

Rather than continue the silliness, Arcon claimed her mouth with his and inundated her mind with raw emotion.

The End