Chapter 71
The tiger leader’s disbelief was so intense that it almost seemed funny. He looked at the three of them—Rylee, Ryker, Svetlana—but kept his eyes flicking back to Ryker, as if trying to crack an impossible puzzle.
“You’re one of us,” he said, his voice thick with a dangerous confusion. “Your blood sings the same song as ours. How can you not know her name? Our goddess?”
Ryker’s jaw clenched. A wave of protective anger rose within him as he accused, “You’re mistaken. We don’t worship a goddess,” he said sharply. “Our faith is in a god. Kahn.”
The leader chuckled, a humorless, grating sound. “You’re lost, brother. But she will guide you. You already know her. You spoke her name when you cried out in surprise.”
Ryker, Rylee, and Svetlana looked at each other, the color draining
