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have made sure the treacherous bitch died before they headed to the rendezvous point.
    Eve nodded. “I had the same reaction when I heard that piece of information. The good news is we have one of the Black Rose’s followers in a cell for questioning. Perhaps we can finally learn where she keeps her headquarters.”
    “I want to be there. When you question the rebel, I want to be there.”
    “I figured you’d feel that way.” She stood and made her way to the door, then stopped and turned giving her a thoughtful look on her face. “You’re right, you know. You’re not the same girl I knew. Now you’re a strong, courageous woman. You’ve grown in the last years. You’ve become stronger, more sure of yourself and you’ve become a woman who has and can face anything, and don’t you forget it.” Eve waved as the door slid open then stopped on the threshold. “I imagine Hunter will be here shortly. I’d take this time to shore up your defenses. It’s never wise to let a man— any man—see you at your most vulnerable. It always has a way of coming back to bite you on the ass when they do.” She turned to go then stopped herself once again. “He’s a good man, Amy. He deserves a chance. At least give him that.”
    “I’ll remember that,” Amy whispered, but Eve was already gone leaving her alone with her thoughts.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
     
    By the time Hunter managed to clean in the public bathing pool and grab a quick meal in the ship’s refectory, more than one standard hour had passed. He hated leaving Amy, even for that long, no matter the reason. He couldn’t fault Eve’s wisdom, though. He did feel better, rejuvenated, after the small respite. But he’d been gone long enough, he needed to return to his mate.
    How much longer would she sleep, he wondered. If she slept much longer, he’d contact his father’s personal physician on Chantrea . Perhaps, he’d have some advice, something to suggest that the Manruvian healer may have missed because of the difference between the Lionese and Manruvian physiologies. Briefly, he wondered if she would be upset or relieved by the news she must be told.
    As he moved closer to their quarters, Hunter’s connection with his mate strengthened. He knew before he reached their suite that she was awake. Awake and agitated. When he reached their cabin, he braced himself before entering the security code that would allow him access to the suite. He just prayed that whatever his mate needed to heal, to move forward in her life, he had the power or the resources to give it to her.
    He closed his eyes and prayed to the Goddess Alana that he would also have the patience. His body raged at him, his inner beast demanded he claim his mate but he knew she needed time. He just hoped he had the strength to give her the time she needed. The last thing he wanted was to become the monster she now thought every male to be. Taking a deep breath, he forced his raging libido under control and waited for the door to open.
    Tucking his fear and nervousness into the farthest corner of his mind, Hunter stepped into his quarters. He immediately looked toward the bed, expecting to find his mate huddled beneath the covers. Instead, he found her bent over one of his storage chests, rummaging through its contents. Pride surged through him as he realized just how strong his mate was. She was one to take action when the situation warranted it. She stepped up and took charge of her life, instead of sitting back and waiting for things to happen. Those were wonderful and almost required qualities for a queen.
    His cock jerked, pulsed with need as he glimpsed the pale cheeks of her rounded bottom as she bent over. She hadn’t heard his approach yet, so for just this moment he could watch her while her guard was down. She managed to locate one of his tunics to cover herself in his absence, but that didn’t prevent him from remembering exactly how she looked unclothed while in