Zell blinked. He had rejected Sage. “Oh, no.”
Symo sipped at a cup of tea. “What did you find out?”
“She was rejected by her mate.”
“Ah, well, as long as her next partner was attentive and caring, that shouldn’t have a lasting effect.”
Zell glared at him. “Shut the fuck up. How do we find them?”
Symo chuckled. “You want to come along on my trip?”
“My warship has been readied. I am sure we can catch up. Now, where are they?”
Symo looked at him. “Where do women who have no home, no family, no world of their own go?”
Zell was stumped.
“Your lady is a companion. She went back to the Temple. It is the only place she knows she will be welcomed.”
Zell got up and flexed his wings. “Let’s go.”
Symo nodded. “Don’t go without me. I want to attach my vessel to yours. I don’t want to pay the fees for leaving it here.”
“Fine. Be quick.”
Symo laughed and headed to his ship.
One hour later, they were in pursuit.
Chapter Six
Covered in cookie crumbs, Sage sat up and frowned. “Did you feel that?”
“Sorry. Chocolate chip makes me gassy.”
Sage laughed. “Not that. I felt a tingle on the back of my neck.”