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pleasure. She ached for privacy and their bed. But there was still a sense of worry underneath his desire and the worry wasn’t all for her safety.
    Mel touched his mind, now open to her since he’d confessed his concerns for her safety. She frowned. “You’re upset because we haven’t heard from Nadia and Aeron.”
    She withdrew her hand from his back and stepped around him to face him fully. Not caring about the shocked gasps from the people surrounding them and observing their every move, she placed her hand once more over the gemat marking above his heart. She sent him soothing warmth and all her love. The rest of the world could go hang. Wulf needed her and she could do no other than fill that demand.
    “My mate. My heart. You give me such peace.” Wulf’s eyes blazed gold as he leaned over and sheltered her against his body. He circled her waist with his arms and pulled her closer. His breath whispered across her ear. “Yes, lubha, I am very concerned.
    They should have checked in before this be-damned party started. It is unlike them to miss a checkin.” He kissed the tip of her ear and rubbed his cheek over the side of her face. “I had Iolyn attempt to contact Nadia after that interminable dinner. He couldn’t raise her or the military facility on Tarn.”
    Mel laid her head on Wulf’s chest. His body vibrated against hers, revving for action.
    She felt the increased energy flow along their mating bond. He’d restrained the need to fight … for now.
    She tilted her face up. “Wulf?”
    He must’ve read her concern, because his lips quirked slightly before he kissed the tip of her nose. “I’m fine, lubha . I won’t let loose in my parent’s ballroom. I promise. But I can’t deny my instincts … and my instincts tell me we will need to leave and fight soon.”
    Someone had to be the voice of reason, and she guessed it would have to be her.
    “Maybe communications are spotty because of Tarn’s extreme weather and electromagnetic interference.”
    What made the planetoid inhabitable for common citizens made it great as a training ground for the Prime Elite military units. There were many planets in the galaxy with as harsh or far worse conditions. Soldiers needed to train for all potential dangers. In fact, several of the scientific experiments being conducted by the Prime military on Tarn were centered on how to predict the electromagnetic storms and create communications systems that could work during such events.
    “The communication silence could be part of their war games,” Mel added. “There could be all sorts of reasons why they aren’t responding. We aren’t leaving this party and embarrassing your parents because Iolyn couldn’t touch base with anyone on Tarn.”
    “Everything you mentioned has gone through my mind also and is highly probable.
    But I would feel better if we knew exactly what was happening.” Wulf kissed her forehead. “I think we should approach Father and advise him to rearrange the other two events for some other time. I want to go to Tarn as soon as we leave this party.”
    So much for her voice of reason.
    She nuzzled his chest. “If it would ease your fears, then I’m in agreement … but only if your father says it’s all right. He must consider the fallout from canceling the public appearances. We can’t afford to alienate the general public. The rebels’ slogans about keeping Prime blood pure could easily impress naive minds. The people need to see we aren’t monsters.” We being not just her and Wulf with their unique bond, but the Alliance military as a whole.
    Wulf started to reply and stopped. His brothers, Huw and Iolyn, approached them.
    The few females in the room followed the two with greedy gazes. Mel had to admit, all of the Caradoc men were swoon-worthy; the fact they were dressed in formal wear just added to the effect.
    Huw punched Wulf in the arm in lieu of a greeting. “Hey, you two, mingle. You are the guests of honor at this …