Ka'Cit's Haven (Riv’s Sanctuary #3)

She was quiet.

Truth was, he had no idea how he was going to retrieve that package when the chance was already gone.

But that was not the only thing troubling his mind now.

As he led her from the bar and toward the lift, she didn’t say a word.

He was aware of every being in the room watching them as they left, aware of every sniffle, every movement, yet, he couldn’t care less about any single one of them.

All he could think about was what was going on in her mind.

His hand still rested against her back as they stepped into the lift and the moment the door closed, he expected her to pull away.

He hadn’t meant to kill in front of her.

For some reason, around her, he’d felt the urge to hide that side of him but the Hordreks had rubbed him the wrong way. When he’d seen the male grasp her neck, something old, something wild, something that appealed to his basic instinct had clawed its way to the surface.

He watched her in the silence as the lift went even higher, glad that she was so much shorter that he could observe her freely.

The rooms were on the level above the lounge and the lift opened a few seconds later.

Nee-ya stepped out and paused, her gaze moving from one end of the corridor in front of them to the next.

“Down here,” he said.

He couldn’t see her face, the hood was over her head once more, and he wished he could.

It was wreaking havoc with his mind wondering what was going through hers.

He stopped in front of one of the doors and flashed the card he’d been given. The door slid open immediately and the light switched on.

Ka’Cit stepped in, his eyes scanning the small space before he gestured for her to come in.

Nee-ya stepped in and the door slid closed behind her. She walked till she stood in the center of the room, her footsteps so light they made no sound.

She was so silent, and only after she looked around the room for a few seconds did she turn, take the hood from over her head, and look back at him.

Ka’Cit found he was holding his breath.

Nothing terrified him more than this woman and in the strangest of ways. He couldn’t describe it.

He was nervous around her.

“About before…” he began.

“What about before?” Her gaze flicked away from him and she began moving around the room.

It was sparsely decorated.

A sleeping slab was in the center and a wooden table in the corner.

That was about it.

Service satellites weren’t known for being the best place to have a stay.

But the bedding was clean and the food was good.

“About those Hordreks…I’m sorry you had to see that.”