Niah? But you just left my room!” Cameron shoved past Mac and reached for two absolutely gorgeous women—one with flowing dark hair, deeply tanned skin, and eyes like the night, the other as fair and light as her partner was dark. “What’s going on?” They each clutched a hand and snuggled close against Cam. He shot a quick glance at Mac and shrugged, then pulled both women even closer. He dipped his head close and kissed each one quickly, then whispered, “Tell me what happened.” The dark-haired beauty glanced at her fairer companion and, instead of answering Cam, slowly turned and focused on Mac. She took a deep breath. “I am Mir,” she said, bowing her head slightly. “This is Niah. You are Mac. We know of you from Zianne. We had just returned to the ship and retrieved our soulstones when Nattoch instructed all of us to flee immediately for Earth. We were so surprised by his request as we had just returned. All he said was that we had to hurry because the Gar had begun the process of preparing the ship for travel.
