She was the epitome of true goddess energy; radiating kindness, compassion, and a celestial fire of fierce care.
His eyes lingered on her face, her beauty, her smile, even on her nape where he loved to nuzzle in, longing to stroke skin, run his hands through her dark curls.
Fokk, she was beautiful.
As if sensing him, she glanced up and their gazes locked.
He jolted again inside with wild passion for her, tilting his head as they both read each other’s minds.
I love you more,Sheba murmured into his mind.
Never,he growled, closing the distance and pulling her into his arms.I love you to the highest of the heavens and back again.
He pressed his temple against hers, their shared breath drowning out the cacophony of activity and sirens around them.
‘I’m assuming Sulfiqar is old news.’
‘He is.’
‘You and Molan fought with such courage.Santefor saving the city.’
‘The deity-level trash who called himself my father took longer to take out than I anticipated,’ he replied, his grip tightening on her waist. ‘I’ve got to hand it to him, he scrapped like a bawbag-eyed mangy cur.’
Sheba tilted her head. ‘Was it hard to destroy your own father?’
Idan huffed. ‘He was no father to me, my love; he was my tormentor, under whom I suffered for many years. He was alsothe rot of Sacra made flesh who killed my mother, sonada, I have zero feelings or guilt for him.’
Sheba closed her eyes for a moment. He sensed her use of her new divine sight to search the cosmos, then his spirit, and he let her.
‘I see vestiges of his spirit, the motes of his soul, roiling in agony within the everlasting hell that is the Nadir-Grave. I also sense you’ve found a measure of peace and healing.’
She opened her eyes, and they glowed, his brow arching as a revelation struck him.
He stepped back, his gaze narrowing as they raked her face. ‘Sheba, yourSsignakhtpotency is expanding.’
Idan placed both hands on her temples, his fingers brushing her hairline.
He closed his eyes, sensing the atoms of Sacran god energy multiplying inside her, rewriting her biological limits.
A smile curved his mouth. ‘You’re evolving. You’ll soon be capable of what Issa, Zane, I, and Molan can do to some extent. You’re also likely going to live a very long life as a result.’
Sheba’s breath hitched, her eyes blinking with a mix of awe and burgeoning realization. ‘A long life? With you? What time frame, honey?’
‘Eons, if you’ll have me,’ he whispered, capturing her lips once more.
It took everything they had to break the contact, but with the ruins and victims around them screaming for attention, they pulled apart after one last, deep kiss.
The couple dove straight into the chaos, joining in the grit ofthe rescue op.
The Riders also stepped up for Eden II, which was their home and life, rolling up their sleeves to help save the city they all cherished.
Zane worked with Mirage from a tent, helping the hospitals manage patient intakes as the city’s systems were still down.
Zane muttered into the Sable neural network they were all patched into.
Ki’Remi and Issa just touched down at the spaceport.They’re bringing with them a surgical team from their ship to take the pressure off the trauma wards.
Selene, Illanna, and Katya worked with paramedics.
