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as he swallowed, and she
watched him fight the attraction turning her into a pile of hormones.
    “My name is Bron. As to the others, there is only so much I
can say to you here in the open. If you would but come with me, we can explain
everything.” Arousal made his voice a deep growl. He waited for her response.
    Right, just go with him.
    Not gonna happen.
    “Try that on a dumber female.” She turned her back to him
and teleported back to her mother's house.
     
     
    BRON CURSED AS DALIA DISAPPEARED. He looked around
sheepishly as he remembered where he was.
    ' Zahra ', he called to the oracle, he needed to talk
with her.
    ' Yes Bron' , she answered almost immediately. He knew
she was probably hovering in his mind. ' Not hovering' , she told him.
    He sighed. As the oracle they were aware she would be a
shadow in the minds of the tribe members, but he and the other warriors didn't
know she would learn so fast. It was disconcerting.
    ' I need to talk to you.'
    'Is it safe for me to teleport you?' She asked him.
    ' Yes'. His body was wrenched an instant later.
    The oracle sat peacefully on the patio outside of their safe
house in South Carolina. Zahra's eyes roamed his face, curious, waiting for him
to speak. She was married to Fynn, his brother in arms though at times because
Bron raised him he felt like a son. Because of that bond he felt a genuine
closeness with the oracle. 
    “Why didn’t you tell me what she was,
Zahra?” He sat next to her on the swing she'd had her husband install.
    “I didn’t want you to go there with preconceived ideas.
She's important to our tribe and you wouldn’t be able to see that if you only
focused on the fact that she's Ajo.” There was no remorse evident in her voice.
    Bron sighed. “How can she be the one our goddess seeks? It
would make no sense to bring an enemy into a tribe still growing.”
    “Have you talked to her yet?”
    He nodded. If one could call the short exchange they had a
conversation. Dalia's sultry eyes flashed in his mind.
    What he would give to touch her.
    He squelched that thought quickly, firmly and turned to
Zahra, frustration burning through his chest.
    “Do you realize how dangerous this could be? Have you any
idea how bad this could end up, Zahry?” He used her nickname to soften his
tone.
    She cut him a look that had him squirming.
     Bron sighed heavily. The last thing he wanted to do
was piss her off. He and the other warriors had learned early not to rouse
Zahra’s temper.
    “We didn't get far. She is understandably wary of me.”
    “We need her Bron, I trust you to bring her in. The goddess
specifically asked that you be sent for her so that's what I did. You'll bring
her to us and we'll move forward.”
    Bron nodded at Zahra and relaxed. Far be it for him to argue
with the goddess and the oracle she chose to speak for her, but…
    He tried anyway. “Zahra, do you understand what this could
do to my position in this tribe?”
    “Good God Bron, just do what I asked you to do.  I
understand what you're looking for, but it'll only come when you forgive
yourself."
    “It's not as simple as that, Zahra."
    She touched his shoulder lightly. "Everything will work
out as it should. Please, trust me."
    “I'll go back to it then.” He stood. “I need to bring Little
Lord to you. It will be better if I'm able to focus solely on her.”
    A bright smile broke out on Zahra’s face. “I'll be happy to have
him here. I’ll try not to spoil him too much while you're gone.”
    Bron shook his head as she teleported him.
     
     ZAHRA CLOSED THE DOOR to her office and locked it. Her
feet were silent on the carpet as she lit the candles she placed around the
room. Soon the soothing smell of lemon and lavender filled the room. Haze from
the incense smoke gave the room an ethereal look. Satisfied, Zahra pulled her
cushion from the cabinet and sat on it in the middle of the floor. She gathered
her scattered thoughts and focused on her breathing as she was