dimension will kill them—unless they’re mating compatible. And until Mavin—and I guess Payak—we’d never stumbled across a species that was mating compatible like the Human females appear to be.
As we all stand up to leave around the table in the small conference room, I can’t help but wonder if Lilibeth could be mating compatible … for me. There’s just something about her I can’t keep my eyes off. Even the way she scowls is arousing.
The first step would be to find out if she can see me when I’m phased. Right now, I don’t have any excuse to do it, and I need to stay grounded in the Earth dimension so everyone can see me. It wouldn’t be good to disappear in front of Alex Bjorn!
But once I know if she’s my mate, I can be completely honest and tell her anything. What am I thinking? Am I seriously considering that the first Human female I meet after finding out about Payak and Desin’s mating could be my mate? Isn’t that a little too convenient?
I’m so wrapped up in my own thoughts it’s a good thing Lilibeth is kind enough to complete the pleasantries with Alex. “Thank you for your time, Mr. Bjorn. We’ll get these back to you shortly. They aren’t the only keys you have, correct?” She shakes the keys, causing them to jingle slightly in front of her. All I can do is watch her mouth, wondering how it’d feel on my skin.
Alisha and I lead the way out, practically sprinting as we head for the motor vehicle. Not because I’m looking forward to folding myself inside, but because for the first time, we have a solid lead. If this Brad Nixon didn’t go to the meet and greet at the Mosfellsbær Golf Course—and he didn’t because he wasn’t there—just where is he now? Who else is being exposed due to him still being out and in the public?
We have to find him immediately.
CHAPTER FIVE
- Lilibeth
Okay, something really strange is going on, and I’m not talking about how my body reacts to Nikon. As soon as we get outside, Nikon and Alisha rush ahead of me to my car, and I think back to what they mentioned in the meeting.
There’s a virus outbreak. According to them and Alex Bjorn at Mannvit, a whole bunch of people have it. And it seems they got it at the golf course incident they keep referring to at the local Mosfellsbær property? And now everyone is quarantined?
How were they able to keep this quiet? The fact that they were able to pull that off has me worried. This is definitely bigger than they’re letting on, or they wouldn’t be able to hide something of this magnitude. What big wigs are behind it all?
Unlocking my car, I watch Nikon practically fold himself in half as he climbs in. As I settle in, I glance over and ask, “So … this outbreak at Mosfellsbær … what happened exactly? You said this virus made everyone there sick? All from this Brad Nixon guy who brought it here from Canada? He exposed Daniel Ingolfur, and then when Daniel went to the golf “meet and greet,” he exposed everyone else?”
“Correct.” When Nikon doesn’t say any more, I notice how tense he is, clearly waiting for me to get going. What’s the hurry?
Starting the car, I studiously avoid looking at Nikon, maneuvering slowly out of the large parking lot. “How do you know if you’ve got the virus?”
Keeping my eyes on the road, I shiver as his voice seems to physically prickle my skin … as if the sound waves are stroking me. “You get tired and feel sick before you fall into a deep, coma-like sleep. When you wake up, you’re … different. Changed and mindless.”
Weird. And so vague. “Changed from the fever or something? Like delirious? Or quick Alzheimer's?” Slowing, I look for the parking entrance of the complex where Brad Nixon was staying. The building is literally right around the corner from their company, which makes sense if they’re housing a bunch of employees for training.
“Not exactly.” Nikon pauses as I turn into a parking spot and put the car in park. I glance over at him when his hand shoots out to capture mine as I unbuckle my seat belt. “Would you mind staying here for a few minutes?”
Blinking, I glance into the backseat to see what Alisha’s take on his high-handedness is. Does he do this with all women? “Why’s that?”
Licking his