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Zylan Rebellion
Zylar's Moons, Book 3

Blurb
A madman is kidnapping women and selling them into sexual slavery. And Ahnika is in the wrong place at the wrong time. Forced to endure hardships and to witness things no one should have to endure, she finally decides she can't take it any more and comes up with a daring plan. Two life cycles after she'd been captured--and just before she is to be sold at auction--she escapes.

Raj is Vampen, fated to feed his psychic powers from women as they orgasm. Which presents a problem, as he is also a Hunter hired to find the missing daughter of one of Zylar's Council of Ten. Maintaining his energy is difficult as he tracks Ahnika into the wilds of Zylar. It doesn't take long for him to discern that nothing is quite as it seems. Raj finally finds Ahnika and vows to lead her to safety. And finds more than he bargained for.

Excerpt
At an early age, Raj had developed the ability to trace the sparkling essence of energy left behind when a person was in motion. These soul trails were linked to a person's aura but yet remained separate entities. He didn't understand all the nuances of his power and his brother and the Selven High Priestess had never heard of anyone being able to see such a unique and personal marking. When he'd discovered he could find missing persons with this ability, he became a Hunter.

Raj still spent many nilts with Zylan elders trying to explore the limits of his powers. He hadn't yet figured out if there was more to the distinctive skill than its use as a tracking method. As far as he knew, he was Zylar's only soul tracker, so any information on the soul trails came from trial and error. He only used this ability while tracking. Otherwise his vision filled with layers of multicolored ribbon. Becoming lost in the tangled patterns of people's lives, he would be oblivious to the world around him and its dangers.

Some soul lines were vibrant, cheerful. Some--dark and malevolent and he would have to block their affect on his own personality, as the murky tendrils seemed to shadow anyone around them. But the strands were always different, completely individual and a true reflection of a person's character. Raj believed his talent for sensing lies and deceit came from a sort of psychic resonance coming from the soul trails.

Regardless of what they were, Raj could trace them back to their owner. Once he saw a soul trail and identified the person it belonged to, he could recognize and follow it anywhere. No two were alike. When Raj focused on calling Ahnika's soul trail to the forefront of his consciousness, he got more than he bargained for. Swamped with sensations pouring into him from the cloth he held, the depth of the girl's unhappiness, her absolute terror and pain and the fierce determination to escape--hammered into his mind.

Gradually, her soul trail appeared as a vibrant twisting tangle of blues and reds leading straight into the water and, he noted, it disappeared under a rock at the back of the cavern. There was no reemergence of the colors. The missing girl had either gone under the water to her death or there was a way out under the rock.

Ahnika's soul tendrils were devastatingly different from others he'd tracked. They seemed to reach out to him, as if trying to merge with his own aura. Raj had to psychically turn the threads away from his body. Never before had the tendrils of another's soul tried to touch him.

As his vision centered on her trail, one thing became very clear, she wasn't dead or the soul trail wouldn't--couldn't--be this electric. He'd wondered if an explanation for Brac's attitude could have been a cover-up of sorts. It wouldn't have been the first time he'd been hired to find someone who'd died under suspicious circumstances or who'd been killed. People seemed to think if they hired a Hunter to look for a missing person, the blame couldn't be laid on their shoulders when the body was found.

Now that he had the color and vibrancy of her life force in his mind and her general direction, he would be able to find her. All the impressions he'd received, plus the feelings he'd picked up from the cloth, kept him silent, kept him from saying anything to the old watcher.

Taking the small piece of clothing, Raj left the depressing influence of Brac's home Usually, he asked more questions about someone he was trying to find. But he felt the answers given here wouldn't help in either his search for the girl or in his understanding the reasons for her fleeing. And she had left under her own power. Her soul trail was the only one going under the rock--if someone had taken her, there would be additional threads heading in the same direction.

Moving along the general route the soul tendril had been headed, he followed the whispers of color which seemed to cling and tease his mind, far into the hills and overland to an outside lake. He could only speculate how this path must follow an underground river. At a small lake's edge, out from the bank about five feet, the tendrils of Ahnika's soul appeared luminously on top of the water. The hidden river had obviously dumped her into the lake.

Brac said Ahnika was ahead of him by over six moon risings. If he was telling the truth, her trail should have a faded and wispy look. Instead, the tendrils were fresh, bright. Considering possible explanations for their vibrancy, Raj wondered if Brac had lied about how long she'd been gone. The only time he could see a soul trail this clearly after a full non had passed, was when he tracked the whereabouts of his parents or his brother. People he had strong connections to.

Was he tied in some way to Ahnika as he was bound to his family? Shivet! This wasn't the first time he regretted so little was known about his abilities. Raj was never comfortable when new effects of his talent manifested.

It wouldn't surprise him to discover Brac lied, but he would have thought the man would tell him she'd been gone for less time than she really had. Raj expected to discover the girl had been missing several times what Brac stated. The sharp, clear trail might be an indication of just the opposite. Brac could have exaggerated and she'd only been missing for a few short bi-nons. If so, the exaggeration added to an already complex puzzle.

As he'd been lost in thought, the vaporous red and blue strands moved, reaching out for him. When he noticed what the soul trail was doing, he rolled his eyes. Great, another mystery to solve concerning Ahnika's colored tendrils. What were they doing?

Since he'd never encountered this phenomenon before and the remote area provided some privacy and seclusion, he decided to stand and let them come to him, to find out what the seeking threads would do. Watching as they slowly inched closer, he tried to objectively list his body's increasing awareness of their progress. His skin flushed hot and crawled with sensation. Pleasant sensation. He groaned as the ethereal ribbons reached out to touch his body. It felt as if a million light hands stroked over his flesh with velvet fingers.

He began to pant. By the moons...what is happening to me? His cock jerked and grew with just a stroke of Ahnika's lively essence. He watched as the diaphanous cords hovered over him and seemed to seep through his clothing. He could feel them circle his straining shaft and he felt a tight, heated suction...

"Stop!" Raj cried out in panic as he threw up a psychic block against the onslaught of sensation. He could not allow his mind to play tricks on him. Raj did not want to speculate on why a soul trail might be sexually connected to him. He would not jump to conclusions. Yet. The unusual reaction made him even more determined than ever to find Ahnika.

He would not allow the tendrils to have power over him. Stripping his clothes off with a thought, he dove into the cold lake to douse his unexpected arousal, all the while swearing to himself that he wouldn't let the sexual excitement detract from his mission. He would bring his body under control and find Ahnika. This wouldn't be accomplished if he just stood and--what? Let some woman's aura seduce him? The notion was ridiculous.