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(Fenjaday, cont.)
Hailu
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“Would that be Kallen Dellan?” Fashi asked later that evening.
“Yes, who are you? What do you want?” Kallen replied on the PCS.
“I’m Fashi Wolfkin. I’m aware that you have some urgent needs and am prepared to work with you to both of our benefits.”
“What kind of work?”
“You have the land, I have the funds… you can become as rich as the Savints if you do your part. Will you and your brother meet with me tomorrow?” Fashi offered.
“I’m sure it can be arranged. How does late morning sound? Where?”
“It sounds good. You have a library here, right? Doesn’t it have a meeting room?”
“That will work for me. I don’t think Jakken has anything going on. So, I agree for the both of us.”
Fashi disconnected only a moment before a familiar code rang through.
“Yes, Curator,” Fashi greeted, frantically waving at Belmara to join him.
“Do you have plans for me?” the scrambled voice asked.
“We have barely had a day and a half,” Fashi protested.
“What else have you been up to? I can’t seem to get through to Mirach.”
“That’s because Mirach died earlier,” Fashi replied. “We had A’mara in town, they took him down after he and Loti decided to play kidnapper to Yuri Savint Junior and rape the girlfriend.”
“I barely got him to not keep them here!” Belmara seethed.
“What stupid arrogance. I guess it serves them right. What of Loti?” the Curator asked.
“He’s been captured by his father.”
“You’d better hope he doesn’t talk about you two,” the Curator replied. “Is he trustworthy?”
“Not in the slightest,” Belmara said. “He couldn’t tell a lie to save his life. He couldn’t keep a secret either – nor guard his mind.”
“Then you might consider it dangerous for him to be in enemy hands. Make sure you have a cell prepared in the base, then you should probably get him away from his father in preference to your own dungeon. At least until you can teach him enough to make him useful,” the Curator suggested.
“I’m not sure how that’s going to work,” Fashi replied, sifting through his mind for ways of getting a man out of Savint Mansion.
“I’m sure you’ll think of something,” the Curator replied. “In the mean time, get those plans ready for me. Are you meeting with the Dellans?”
“Tomorrow,” Fashi said. “I’ll have the first draft of our plans done before then.”
“Good. Good night Wolfkins.”
“Good night...” but the connection was already closed.
“I guess I’m staying up for awhile,” Fashi said.
“Maybe I can motivate you?” Belmara asked, running her hand along his arm and around his neck.
“Darling, I haven’t fully recovered from earlier’s fun,” he said, smiling, remembering how she had tantalized him that afternoon. She had tortured him delightfully, just out of his reach, then using her mouth in ways he’d never dreamed of her doing. She had made him want her beyond all reason and understanding – unlike anything he’d felt before. Just thinking about it made the heat rise in his groin again. “Damn you, Bel!”
She was already on his lap moving suggestively, making him need her again.
“We need to get these plans done! For instance, did you notice the magna-seals in the concrete compound? That could easily become a protection chamber against anything we don’t want the A’mara...” He was interrupted by her hungry mouth as she pressed her tongue to meet his.
“We can work on our plans when we’re done. I’ve heard that bed is a very good place to discuss such things,” she said, pulling her shirt off over her head, then pressing her breasts into his hands as she resumed kissing him.
He swore again. “I still don’t understand what the Curator did to you, but I like it! Oh, how I like it!” he stood, holding her to him, then took her over to their bed where he finished undressing her desperate to satisfy the fire she had built in him.
♥
“Jerreck,” the voice answered.
“Abári, we will be on our way back tomorrow,” Yewan informed.
“I’m glad to hear it. They were found safely?”
“They have been rescued. I will tell you the remaining details when we get there – there were complications in the rescue.”
“This sounds to be good news.”
“Most of it is good news indeed, Jerreck, especially when I tell you that three will be accompanying us back and needing family quarters in the Complex.”
“Who is coming back?”
“Melia Dellan, her fiancé Yuri Savint Junior and Melia’s nephew Julleon who is being sent with the expressed purpose of training. Melia is also a certified nurse and has talked about training with Truji.”
“We’re going to have Dellans in our school?!” Jerreck asked, seemingly incredulous. “I never thought I’d see the day!”
“Melia and Yuri intend to ask you to marry them as well – when their families can attend,” Yewan continued.
“I’d be delighted! Do take care on your journey, Lucao has been hearing chatter.”
“I’m not surprised, but we’ll discuss the rest of that when we get there.”
“Dellans in our school…,” Jerreck was still muttering happily as he closed the connection.
Yewan shook his head with amusement.
“It means a lot to Jerreck, doesn’t it?” Marosio asked, finishing his packing.
“Yes, it really does,” Yewan replied. “What’s going on with you, Chola?”
“What do you mean?”
“Several of us have heard you call Tarja’s name – in your sleep, on your missions… What’s happening?”
Marosio sighed.
“You can’t forget her, can you?”
“No. But it’s more than that. I hear her voice. She helps me. She told me about the explosives on the boat. She told me where to look for Yuri and Melia. I don’t know why we have that connection, but it’s not my imagination.”
Yewan smiled and nodded. He wasn’t sure how much to tell Marosio about the gærre Tarja had fed him. How much to tell him about old magick – the kind that was in the realm of the stella and the Sisters of Vasana… or the fact that Tarja had claimed him as a partner. “I understand,” was all he said.
“I don’t,” Marosio replied.
“You will – in time.”
♥
“I like your apartment,” Melia said as she readied for bed. “It’s so lovely and airy. And the view of your gardens.”
“No lovelier than you,” Yuri said, kissing her neck and shoulders, pushing the strap off her shoulder.
“You’re such a flirt,” she replied, turning to meet his kisses.
“Are you okay? After what he did to you? It hurt me to watch him, made me burn with anger and hatred.”
“I don’t think I can ever forgive what he did to me. He must never touch me again – that’s why I want to train, so I can defend myself – and our baby. We’re okay – together.”
“I will not forgive him either. What he did to you is unforgivable. He tried to kill our baby as well. He is not my brother.”
“But our baby is safe, Yuri. He didn’t win. We win because we have each other. He is locked up – for the rest of his life.”
“I should find out who the dead Yerdua was though. I should question Loti, make him tell us. But it would be too tempting to kill him instead,” Yuri said, the tears suddenly streaming from his eyes. “Tell me what to do, Melia!”
“Hold me. Love me. Drown him out of me. It’s your baby I carry, your love in my heart. Loti is powerless compared to you.”
Yuri nodded as Melia led him to the bed she would share with him for one night – her last night in X’lea for the foreseeable future.
♥♥♥
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Birth of the Neví - coming soon on Whaleshares - otherwise, scroll way back on Steem (like summer 2018.)
Name of the Neví - Chapter 1
Mind of the Neví - Chapter 1
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