Chapter Forty-Seven

Zander’s POV

Following my brother and his captors had been a snap decision. I’m not even sure what I had hoped to achieve, there is only so far I can follow them in their boats then I’ll be stood on the side of a mountain with nothing to show for my little adventure. I think I just needed to feel like I was doing something, anything other than watch them sail away with a part of me. I was several miles out of our territory before I even realised what I was doing and that I had shut out all of the noise and chatter of the mind link.

I know I should at least let Liberty know where I am, but at the risk of sounding like nothing but a hypocrite, I decided to keep my mouth and my mind shut until I have something of significance to tell her. I know she is okay, I can feel our connection strumming away in the background the way I always do, like static in my soul.

I followed the insurgent forces at a distance, never letting their sails out of my sight, as they retreated down the coast. Their