Chapter 89
Mated to the Warrior Beast
89 Make Your Choice
~ TARKYN ~
Tarkynâs heart cracked as his mateâs feelings-her grief, her fear, the sheer trauma of living both his memories and her Alphaâs-overwhelmed her.
It was a battle to keep himself in place, not to demand to be freed so he could go to her. But the Chimeran male in front of him was clearly struggling too, and Tarkynâs instincts raised every hair on his body as the male shifted his weight and his eyes-so bright in color, like deep ice-fixed on Tarkyn.
Zevâs hair fell in tines over his eyes because heâd been clawing his hands through it. His jaw was iron, and his lips peeled back from his gritted teeth as he spoke.
âI will not be caged again,â he said slowly. âMy son will not grow up in a cage.â
âNo, he wonât,â Tarkyn said firmly. âI give you my word, Zev. He wonât.â
The male didnât relax, but the light in his eyes shifted. âI donât give a shit about your word.â
âYou will when you find out I honor it.â The question was, how? Tarkyn already walked a fine line with Elreth, but heâd just betrayed her protection in front of an audience. In front of those she feared were enemies!
How could he possibly-
.....
âFree me. Free my family,â Zev whispered quickly, breathlessly, below hearing of anyone further away from him than Tarkyn.
Tarkyn tensed. âIâm trying. But you have a role to play in this.â
Zevâs eyes narrowed. âThe role I played was to defend my family and itâs landed me here.â
âI know. And I understand why you did it. And I would have done the same thing in your position, Iâm sure. But now I have to convince my Queen of that. And sheâs... not happy with me.â
Zev huffed and muttered something about a neutered male.
Tarkyn tensed. âIâm told that you submit to your mateâs Alpha-yet you condemn me for doing so to my Queen?â
âNo!â Zev snapped. âIâm condemning you for... shrinking from her!â
âI do not shrink! Youâve endured training and hierarchy. You understand respect. You know what it is to be under the authority-â
âI know what it was to have been used and manipulated-I broke free from authority because authority broke me and my people. Donât speak to me about respect. I have no respect for the power that was used over me.â
âAnd thatâs where we differ-because the power over me is not cruel, or manipulative. And so, I do respect it.â
Zev shook his head and looked away, sneering again. âI should have known-â
âNo, Zev, you should let yourself understand that good people do bad things sometimes. But those with the right heart will turn and correct-theyâll acknowledge their flaws and work against them. Donât try to tell me youâve never made the wrong choice as a leader-none of us have escaped that.â
The muscles at the back of Zevâs jaw flexed, but he gave a single, tight nod.
âSo hear me, wolf: I will work to free you and your people. I will work for peace. You have my word. But your aggression has to be in check. Would you allow a rabid wolf loose among your people?â
Zevâs eyes snapped back to him. âIâm not rabid,â he snarled.
âYouâre getting damn close.â
âWalk in my shoes, cat. Then tell me your thoughts.â
âI just did. And my heart aches for you-and for the others whoâve experienced these... brutalities. But now we have a different problem to solve. And I find myself wondering if you have the discipline needed to see it through. Because releasing you into my people where you might harm those whoâve had nothing to do with this conflict... that doesnât sit well with me.
âRelease me and my family to my people and I will leave yours alone.â
They stared at each other for a long moment, then Tarkyn pushed to his feet. Zev leaped to follow him so they stood within armâs reach of each other, still not breaking eye-contact.
Tarkynâs heart beat so quickly. He already stood in betrayal of his vows-though inadvertently. But he saw both sides of this coin-the leader whoâd been pushed to his limits through the cruelty of a common enemy, coming against the instinctive control of another leader whose fear of that same enemy made them ruthlessly suspicious of anyone new.
How would either side ever have the chance to see the otherâs humanity unless...
Unless...
Heart thumping, Tarkyn offered a hand in the way heâd been told that those in the human world secured an agreement. âI will do everything in my power to make my Queen see the plight of you and your people... and to get you free,â he said grimly. âIâll get you out of this cage,â he added more softly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Zev looked down at where their hands clasped and the muscles of his jaw flexed. He looked back up to Tarkyn. âIf you succeed, youâll be safe,â he said finally. âYou and your mate will be called our allies. No matter what.â
Tarkyn nodded once to accept the concession. Then he blew out a breath and tightened his grip before releasing Zevâs hand. âIt isnât only me you should see as an ally. There are more here that would help you. That ordered me to help you.â he looked towards the door, then back to Zev. âIâll instruct them to keep the guards outside so you and your family can at least have this space. The rest will just take patience.â
Zev looked skeptical, but he nodded again. âIf you succeed, Iâll owe you,â he muttered.
âJust remember that when the time comes. My goal isnât simply for your freedom, but peace between our peoples. Donât lay any more barriers in the way of that.
Zev gave him a wry look, but didnât argue. They shook hands once more, then released and stepped back. Tarkyn finally turned his mind to his mate and asked her to tell the guard that he was ready to leave.
He needed an audience with his Queen.
But even as he wanted to shake with the sickness in him at the thought of how heâd turned from his Queen in danger, his mind flashed back on everything the Chimeran Alpha had been through-and his mate as well.
These people had been tortured and abused. And now they needed freedom.
Heâd been given a task by the Creator, to bring them out of this captivity. There were allies in place to assist. But that just meant there was no going back now. He had to convince Elreth.
A pit opened in his stomach.