Chapter 26

Ghwenn didn't immediately reply, still catching her breath and huffing her irritation through the hair that flopped over her face. Her own fault really. She knew it wouldn't work the moment she tried.

The man was made of steel. Literally, given his cyborg parts.

He certainly seemed to prove it when the blow to his body did nothing and his arm shot out to block her before she could slip out the door.

As she sat on her haunches, pride and posterior bruised, she watched as freedom slid shut in front of her face.

"I asked where you were going." His voice emerged low and controlled.

"Somewhere safe."

He didn't make any effort to stifle his sarcasm. "Alone. Unguarded. In the open."

"Because it's so much better to be locked in a room, with nothing to defend myself and nowhere to hide." She raised a valid point and, judging by his tense posture, pricked his pride.

"There is no danger."

"Says you. For all I know you're an assassin in disguise."