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Brogan’s anger felt genuine, but Camber had no idea what she was talking about. “Kansas?”

“You don’t even know about what I’m talking about. That shows just how far away from home I am.” Brogan pulled in frustration at her silver bonds and bent over, weaker for it.

“I told you what those bonds do—don’t test them,” Camber said.

“I followed you because as well as being ungrateful for my help, you looked as if you knew your way around these portal window things. I just want to go home.”

That plea for home did pull at her heartstrings, but that had been tried before.

“Usually, GallowGlas lone wolves aren’t to be trusted.”

“What is this GallowGlas wolf thing? I might be a lone wolf on my world, but I am still close to my family pack. The Irish Filtiaran pack.”

Camber was weakening by the moment. “And you weren’t sent here by the Abnobians?”

“Amphibians?”

Camber sighed. “Abnobians. You are playing a very good game, Wolf. A GallowGlas is a wolf warrior, which I’m sure you know.”

“I’m no—”

Brogan ran behind some hay bales and waved Camber in. “Someone’s coming.”

Camber was sure this was a trick.

Brogan looked exasperated and whispered, “Wolf hearing,” while pointing to her ears.

Camber didn’t move until she heard someone shout, “Check the barn.”

She rushed in beside Brogan, feeling uneasy. Brogan could be waiting to out her to the guards, but she didn’t have much choice.

As she tucked in beside Brogan, the hairs on her arms stood up and prickles ran up her neck like a thousand little pins. She always trusted her instincts, but Camber didn’t know if she should help this wolf, or if she was a danger to her.

Camber looked around the barn and made sure she saw a line of escape if Brogan the wolf double-crossed her.

Chapter Three

The rain drove hard onto the windows of Morrigan’s transport as it came into dock at the moon Boran. Boran was a merchant moon. It was a natural stop on the way to many of the outer planets in this system.

It was depressing being back in her own realm, sitting on a packed transport like an ordinary being. On Earth, in the Sol system, Morrigan was a goddess who could perform miracles to the eye.

Well, she had once been worshipped as a goddess but was still held in awe by those that talked about the Celtic pantheon.

Here in her own large realm of galaxies, systems, and worlds, Morrigan was one of many beings who had powers. That, along with help with far greater technology, made many beings from Morrigan’s realm seem like gods to those from less advanced species.

Now she was back, trying to get to her destination in a crowd cooped up like farm animals, and the scent from the big guy next to her was making her question her life choices.

When she first set foot on Earth, Morrigan fell in love with the people. They had a drive to prosper, a curiosity for knowledge that not every developing civilization had. Long after the other people from her realm left Earth, she still loved staying there. Whenever she came home from Earth, she was reminded that she wasn’t the great Morrigan of myth and legend, and she didn’t like it.

The transport came to a shuddering halt, and the body odour of the guy next to her hit her as he stood up. If only she could snap her fingers and move with intention from world to world—but that skill only worked over shorter distances. If only there was a portal to Boran, but there wasn’t, and so here Morrigan was, like a human on Earth, trying to catch a bus in the morning.

The transport was emptying, so she got up and made her way off. Boran was known for its perpetual rain, so the market district was built beneath ground.

She stepped onto the transport platform, which was protected by shield technology so that customers kept dry until they descended underground.

Morrigan always liked the sound and smell of the fresh rain. One of her favourite things to do as a child, back on her world of Vetia, was to camp out in the forest with her friends, listening to the rain hitting and trickling off the leaves.

She walked with the other people over to the main entrance of the merchant world. The shops and food establishments, hotels, and housing were all accessed through the giant rocky entrances. You could access the housing levels through a separate entrance that would take you straight there, but you could also travel down to the housing level from the market.