439 Avenging Angel

~ ZEV ~

"What are you talking about, Yhet?" Sasha asked, sounding very wary.

Zev's heart broke for her. She wasn't going to like this. But he appreciated the male. If Yhet meant what Zev thought he meant, it was an excellent idea. He never would have asked Yhet to do it, but it showed the male's heart that he thought of it himself.

Yhet, obviously aware that his friend was worried, took both Sasha's hands. His were so large they engulfed hers, like a human father with a tiny daughter. Zev's throat pinched.

For the first time he'd ever seen, Yhet seemed to suit his title as Ancient.

"Sasha-don," he said carefully, "The humans are crafty. They have many systems—many strong systems. But their systems work on the basis that we all—human, Chimera—flee from pain or death."

"What are you saying, Yhet?" Sasha asked, her voice dark. Zev moved to stand behind her, to be there when she realized.