She must have imagined there was a connection between her and Rekk. He was from the premier family of the planet, whereas she was from a small Hakron village buried in Quoxor Province. She’d only been given a chance in the military because her father had been one of the Oracle’s Temple bodyguards. There was no chance in hell that they were mated. She should be relieved, but she wasn’t feeling it yet.
“I don’t think there will be a problem, sir.”
Dr. Lyn leaned forward. “With all due respect, Captain, I think your… attachment to Rekk might cause all kinds of problems for both of you.”
“But we don’t have a choice, do we?” Mya focused on Dr. Frith, knowing Major Esca would give her his backing regardless. “Perhaps when Rekk recovers from his surgery, his shields will have reset automatically and there won’t be a problem. I won’t know until I see him. And if you don’t let me work with him, I suspect he might get agitated like he did on the ship home.”
“Yes, Roberts told me about that,” Major Esca said. “He also said that Rekk’s power level dropped significantly when you were with him acting as a shield and anchor.”
“Then let me at least talk to him,” Mya offered. “If I find it too difficult, I’ll walk away and get Roberts to handle him or something.”
Dr. Lyn frowned. “Perhaps you should get Lieutenant Roberts to perform this duty anyway.”
“I wish I could, but Rekk has specifically asked for Captain Jong. “ Major Esca stood up. “We need to get Rekk to see the Oracle. She is the only person who can truly verify if he is who we think he is.”
“Then you wish me to accompany him to the Temple? I can do that. It isn’t far.”
“We can’t fly him down there. Number one, he’s not going to be willing to be put back on a plane, and two, last time we sent a Senate-registered flyer down there, it was attacked by the Etruscans and I nearly lost my mate.” Major Esca’s expression was grim. “So this journey will have to be in civilian clothes and in civilian transportation. An undercover operation. Just a couple going to visit the Oracle at the Temple to find out who their Third is.”
Mya immediately thought of Orin. “Can I share any of this with my bonded mate?”
“No, I’m sorry, Jong.”
“Can I at least ask him to meet me at the Temple? We were supposed to be going there after this mission to find our Third anyway.” Mya hesitated. “I promised him.”
“Okay, I know he is worried about you—he’s been calling every damned day, so meet him at the Temple if he wants that.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“But don’t tell him a thing about Rekk or how you are going to get to the Temple. I don’t want any mistakes.”
“Understood, sir.” Mya saluted and then looked over at Dr. Frith. “I’ll contact Orin, and then I’ll be ready to see Rekk when he awakens from the surgery.”
“Mya, thank the Gods you are all right.”
She studied Orin’s drawn features on the vidscreen as tears rose in her throat. He looked so safe, so darling, and so familiar. After the last week of dealing with Rekk and the overwhelming force of his abilities, the reality of Orin was just what she needed.
“When are you coming home? I’ll get leave. Don’t worry about that—I’ll do whatever it takes—”
She pressed her fingers against the curve of his jaw on the screen. “I… can’t come back yet.”
His expression stilled. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Or in trouble, or—”
“I can’t tell you anything except that I’m fine, and I’m still involved in this mission.”
He stared at her so intently he might as well have been in the room with her. “What’s wrong?”
“There’s nothing wrong.”
“I don’t believe you.” He shoved a hand through his short, dark hair. “Look, if this has got anything to do with all that shit I dumped on you just before you left? Then forget it all. I was an idiot. The most important thing I have in