Chapter 23

THE BLOND MAN LEANED OUT to watch the reaction of the women while his leader approached them.

'He wants you to join him,' his griffon informed him, the creature's telepathic instruction smoothly slipping into his mind.

'Right,' he thought back and swung his leg over the saddle then slipped down Tomiar's forearm to the ground. The others moved forward with him to stand behind their leader, quietly observing the bloody and dishevelled young women.

THE SUDDEN STOP FROM OUR frantic fight for survival felt mind spinning. Trying to get my brain back to a civilized state proved as successful as straightening my clothes had been. I varied between wanting to scream and wanting to sob; it all just too much at the moment. While we stood there, still on guard, others slid down from the griffons. I didn't want to take my eyes off those enormous creatures so made quick glances to see who approached.

Men-all men.