She always knew when she was dreaming. Her slender arms were wrapped around her knees as she rocked herself. She was a Tonan captive. When the shielded male hunkered down before her, Zoe cringed until a tender hand, void of talons, cupped her chin. It was Doss. “You don’t need to be here,” Doss said. “Yes, I do.” “Let me take you somewhere else.” “No not yet,” she replied. Doss cocked his head. “You don’t like it here. I scent your emotions. I don’t like your fear. You’re here because of me.” It was true. She was. Doss flowed through her as well. He warred within his thoughts since meeting Cobra and Loy. There was something he needed, but she didn’t know what and so her dreams brought her here. Though afraid, this was what she needed to do for Doss. The door to her cell opened and her Tonan captor entered. Nude, Zoe scrambled to her feet. She was so scared. Doss stood in front of her, but the Tonan walked through him and took her arm. “Zoe,” Doss said with alarm.
