"If you know what's good for you, Falcon, you will get out of my way," Kazmiyah growled as she pushed away from her mate.
For some reason, even in her almost infinite strength, she could not seem to push him away from her-not even mentally. She had a feeling concerning what the reason could be, but she hoped that not dwelling on it would somehow negate his control over her.
"I cannot, Miyah. You know that as well as I," Falcon said, his mind now mentally melded to Kazmiyah's in a one-on-one conversation. She hated his response, he could feel it in the violent shake of her bones. He knew immediately after this, that she readily took what he said out of context. Her eyes turned into slits as she glowered at him. "Kazmiyah, please liste-"
"Rrraah!" She struck Falcon's beas
