WhiteBlood- Book 2 ( HalfBlood Series- FW FF)

83- The Planned Attack(s) 2

I woke alone, cold and just.. Void. Xaden must be mad, the connection as been cut off, Segyl's to. There's nothing there... Infact.. Not even from Rhys and Andarna.

I wipe the exhaustion and sleep from my eyes, slinging my feet over the bed..I look around.. Still no Hetta. Normally for her hookups she'd be back already. Maybe this guy could be the one if she stayed there that long.. I'll need to give her shit for it later.

I sit down by the mirror absently brushing through the silver strands f my hair that's knotted to the high Elders.. it got rougher as time went on until I had the urge just to burn it off. I give up opting for a messier pulled out braid needing to oil it or something later. Right now I want to eat and vent... If I can find Hetta.

I dress walking to the dining hall getting a small plate of food sitting next to Sawyer and Ridoc who were conversing quietly. No one else. " Where are the others?" I ask shoving my bacon into my mouth.

" We were about to ask you the same thing." Sawyer says,  " Your screwing Riorson as aren't you supposed to know all?" Ridoc adds.

I send him a look, " You'd be surprised how much I don't know.. and don't word it like that. I'm not a bed hopper like you." Ofcourse Ridoc grins,  " Well thank you. Let me know when you bed it open.. see if I can fit it in the Schedule-"

I made his oatmeal splatter on his face stopping his sentence. Sawyer laughs, " Knew that was going to happen... When are you going to learn how to talk to women Ridoc..."

He wipes his eyes licking around his lips. " I was just extending my limited time offer. So I take that as a not this week Freya?"

" Or ever Ridoc." 

He nods wiping is food off his cheek then licking his fingers. " Alright... fair enough.. Your a tied down women.. I respect that."

I couldn't help the grin as i shake my head taking another bite. I look around again seeing if maybe Garrick or Bodhi were sitting somewhere else but still nothing... " Seems like all our dragon squad is missing. The marked ones."

" Well that is Markist.." Ridoc adds. 

" Mark..ist..?" Sawyer asks. which ofcourse Ridoc nods to placing his hands neatly folded. " Yes... Discriminating against the marked ones... We are not Navarrian swines anymore Sawyer..we are above their ways. They're riders like us too."

" Give me a break..." I add rolling my eyes, " Ridoc... good thing your.. Actually.. No, just shut up and eat." I quickly finish standing up, " Sawyer you want to take notes for me in class? I'm going to look for them."

" Why not me?!" Ridoc asks sounding offended. 

" Sorry.. Guess I'm being Ridoc-ist."  I grin making Sawyer laugh out and Ridoc... I don't even know doing some extra gesture I paid little mind to as I dump my tray trying to feel for something.. anything.

"Rhys? Andarna?"

" Here." Andarna says sounding...timid?