Page 26 of Capture of Capricorn

“Now what? I guess we should relocate since they might have already pinged our current spot.”

“We are definitely moving.”

“Where? We still don’t have a car.”

“Don’t need one to get to my place.”

“You live in the area?” Her brow scrunched.

“Nope. Not even close. But don’t worry, it won’t take long to reach.”

“You’re not making any sense,” she complained, his oblique answers annoying.

“Easier to show than explain.” He held out his hand. “Ready to go?”

She slid her fingers against his, a slight tingling thrill going through her. He drew her close, and she tilted her head. “I thought we were leaving.”

“We are, but I don’t want you to panic.”

“Why would I panic?”

“Because we won’t be travelling by car.”

“Then how? Bus? Train? Helicopter?” She threw out the last on a lark, and it emerged breathless as his arm snaked around her waist.

“Starbeaming,” he murmured. Then, before she could ask him what he meant, his lips pressed against hers, infusing with her heat.

A heat that suddenly turned to intense cold.

What the fuck?

She knew her eyes were open, and yet darkness filled her vision, along with streaks of light, then…

It felt as if her world tilted. At first, she thought the lingering kiss left her breathless and trembling.

But no. She literally had her world moved.

As Zora took stock of the room she now stood in—room, not the dirty and hot alley—she couldn’t help but screech, “What the fuck?”

CHAPTER 8

Rather than replyto Zora’s shocked exclamation, Capricorn stated, “It’s good to be home.” He still held her close, having drawn her near to facilitate the starbeaming, but he’d not meant to kiss her. Blame the temptation of those lips, and the need to forestall her questions. Pressing his mouth to hers solved both problems.

She shoved at his chest. “Home? Where the fuck am I?”

“Welcome to Tower.” His reply didn’t lessen her glare, so he added, “As in, the Tower of Babylon. You might have heard of it.”

“I’ve heard of it,” she growled. “But how the fuck did we get from the alley to here in the blink of an eye?”

“Starbeaming.”

“Is not a fucking word!” she shouted.

“It is, just one not commonly known. It’s what we Zodiac Warriors call it when we use our constellation to transport us from our current location to Tower. I would have done it earlier, but those bracelets blocked my ability. Good thing you got them off.” Not only did the contraption block his ability, but he’d worried that if they had a tracker in them, Adam would have had a beacon practically inviting him in.

“I’m dreaming. No, wait. I’ve been drugged, and I’m hallucinating. We never left Area 51, did we? The gas must have gotten to us.”

“This is real, Beauty.”

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