ways the sooner we can get everything back to normal.”
Rock knew that his warrior brother was right. It made sense not to be there when she woke because of her fear, but they needed to make sure the woman was as comfortable as possible and at ease with her surroundings. They left the room and the pile of papers behind without a second thought.
A housekeeper was in their bedroom changing the sheets on the bed when they walked in, but the woman wasn’t there. Concern instantly rushed through Rock’s mind. Did she run away?
“ Inlakech ,” the housekeeper greeted them both with a nod of her head.
He and Jag returned the traditional greeting and nodded back at her. “Where is the woman?” Jag asked.
She nodded toward the bathing room and then quickly finished what she was doing and left the room. As soon as the door closed quietly behind her, they headed for the door. Rock grabbed the handle and went to turn it when Jag grabbed his wrist. “Knock first.”
“Why would I knock? This is our home, our room.”
“Because she wouldn’t know that. All she’ll remember is being chased in the middle of a storm. I’ll wager she thinks she is still on Earth.”
“Good point.” Thankful for Jag’s intuitive nature, he held out his arm and Jag clasped it at the elbow. The moment the marks on their arms lined up, they glowed with an iridescence similar to the inside of a seashell. A deep need for the woman pulsed through Rock and by the gasp of Jag’s breath he knew he wasn’t the only one to feel it. The magical glow disappeared as fast as it appeared and they unclasped arms.
“I’ve a feeling this might not be as easy as we think.”
“It never is,” Rock replied, “but we don’t have a choice. Our duty is to our people as well as her. The greater threat is against our people at the moment. Our need for her will have to wait.” He turned and rapped heavily on the door, pausing for a moment before he opened it.
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This had to be the biggest bath Destiny had ever seen in her entire life. There was a soft ledge around the perimeter that supported her when she first got in. This was like no hot tub she’d ever been in before. It had to be at least fifteen feet across in the narrowest part. It was close to a kidney shape but curved in and around some exotic-looking plants. She’d gone under the water and tried to touch the bottom but hadn’t reached it yet. The water felt like silk and had a soft, chamomile-like scent. It was warm against her skin, but not so hot she risked becoming overheated.
In fact, the entire room felt like a beautiful desert oasis. Large plants she didn’t recognize grew around the one side of the pool. Big flowers in the most gorgeous jeweled tones dotted the dark green bush. She’d decided to ask the owner what kind of flowers these were because she wanted to try to grow them when she finally settled down. Across from the plants was a row of floor-to-ceiling windows that let the sunlight in and lit up the room. The humidity in the room had clouded them up and prevented her from seeing out them to the grounds beyond.
Destiny swam to the side and leaned against the soft edge. She didn’t know what kind of material they used to line the edges with, but it molded against her body when she leaned against it, supporting her as her legs floated in front. It was easy to pretend that she didn’t have a care in the world for a moment. She’d never felt so relaxed in her entire life. It was temping to ask if she could stay for one more night because she would love to soak in here for the next twenty-four hours. It would be beautiful in there at night with candles surrounding her, their gentle light creating soft shadows on the windows and walls.
A loud, hard knock at the heavy wooden door startled Destiny and she almost slipped off the edge. “Shit,” she muttered and dropped down lower in the water to hide her body as she peered over the edge. I must’ve been in here longer
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