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“We’ll have to bring Zoe here one day,” Amaros said, looking up at the intricately carved ceiling and the paintings that adorned it.“She’ll be blown away by this place,” he predicted.Two long rows of tiered chandeliers hung from the ceiling.He imagined they would be beautiful when they were lit up.
“Grace would be happy to live here,” Camriel said with a grin.
They went in search of the nonfiction books and managed to avoid the few humans that were roaming around inside.Hundreds of books had been piled up on the floor in one room and were half burned.Made of stone or marble, at least the floor didn’t catch on fire, since they were using the tomes for heat.
“Here we are,” Amaros said when they found the stacks where non-fiction books were kept.They split up and began searching for the ones they needed.Filling their backpacks with books on a variety of topics, they met up beneath the broken window.
“We didn’t even get spotted once,” Camriel said, pleased with their success.
“I hope we’ve got everything we need,” Amaros said, checking the list Zoe had made for them.His mate had covered everything she could think of.
“We can come back later if we need to,” his second said.
They’d left at dawn and it was now after two pm.At least they should be able to return to their base at a reasonable hour this time.
Climbing back through the window, they dropped to the ground and jogged away from the library.Once they were clear of the area, they sprinted back to their truck without being spotted.
Camriel kept his senses on high alert as Amaros drove back to their base.He was disappointed when he didn’t sense his cambion this time.
“Did you sense anything?”Amaros asked, knowing his second was searching for his mate.
“Not this time,” Cam denied morosely.“She must have changed her route to avoid me.”
“Zoe thinks she’s heading towards our base,” Amaros said to give the knight some hope.
Camriel’s head whipped towards him.“When did she say that?”he asked eagerly.
“When we were in bed last night,” Amaros replied.“It’s just a hunch, though,” he added.“She hasn’t had a vision of your female yet.”
“Her hunches are usually right,” Cam said, feeling happier now.“I just wish we could find her and take her home now,” he said, mood dropping again.He hated the thought of his mate walking for hundreds of miles on her own.“Why isn’t she using a car?”he asked.
“Maybe she hasn’t found one with the keys still in it,” Amaros figured.“Or maybe she can’t drive.”
That thought filled Camriel with uneasiness.“She’s not a kid, is she?”he asked in worry.
“Do you think a kid could have taken down four people who tried to ambush her?”his boss asked wryly.
“Grace could have taken them and she’s still a teenager,” Camriel countered.
“Good point,” Amaros conceded.“What will you do if your cambion is underage?”
“I’ll wait for her to grow up, of course,” Cam said immediately.“It’s our job to protect the females, not to abuse them.”Amaros gave him a proud nod for giving him the response he’d expected.“What does your bond feel like?”Camriel asked curiously.
Amaros thought about it before responding.“It makes me want to be close to Zoe all the time and protect her from harm,” he said.“That was before we became bonded.Now, she’s more than just my mate.She’s the other half of my soul.”
Cam blinked away the tears that tried to form, getting emotional from the description.“Does Zoe feel the same way you do?”he asked.
“Absolutely,” Amaros replied.“She’d tear the world apart with her rage if anyone dared to hurt me.”
“I still haven’t seen your cambion lose her temper yet,” Cam said.
“Believe me, you don’t want to,” his commander said, tone turning deadly serious.
