Star's Storm(75)

Jazin saw the sincerity in their eyes. “I would give my life to protect your daughter. I love her deeply. She has proven to be a warrior in her own right. I would have died if not for her skills,” Jazin admitted as he watched Star and Jo laughing with several people who had joined them down below.

“Is it true that your people believe that Jo, Star, and River are part of a prophesy?” Alan asked hesitantly. “Your brother mentioned it.”

Jazin’s head turned in surprise that Manota had shared this information so soon. He would have thought his brother would have held back, concerned that Jo and Star’s parents would be reluctant to allow their daughters to mate with them knowing there was a possibility of danger to them.

He cleared his throat before he answered. “Yes, it is believed them are the three warriors mentioned in a prophesy from long ago. Their strength and skills will save and unite the House of Kassis. I have to believe it is true. River saved my brother, Torak, from an assassin. Star saved my life when I was kidnapped. Star….,” Jazin paused as his gaze softened on his mate’s glowing face. “Star had a vision. She saw us together in another lifetime. I am named after a great warrior from long ago. Our world had been attacked and our people were brought to the point of extinction from the invasion. On the night when the two moons of Kassis formed one, the stormy skies opened up and from the heavens, the Gods and Goddesses rained down like rain destroying our enemy. One fighter descended to where my ancestor stood in fierce defiance. From the fighter, his mate, the Goddess Starla, appeared before him. He claimed her and together they built the House of Kassis, bringing hope and love to its people. Just as your daughter has brought hope and love to me.”

Tami wiped a tear from her cheek and gave a small, embarrassed laugh. “Well, who are we to deny that!”

Alan pressed a kiss against his wife’s temple. “Welcome to the family, son. I know you’ll take good care of our little girl.”

Jazin looked down and smiled before he looked at Alan and Tami with a resigned smile. “I think she will be taking just as good care of me as I will her. I would like to invite you to our home for a dinner to welcome you to our world.”

“We’ll be honored to attend,” Alan said. “Isn’t that your father?”

Jazin looked down as his father and Ristéard Roald walked in to the huge tent. They paused to talk with Walter who came hurrying up to them when Ristéard raised a sword at the two painted-faced men who were always stopping him at the entrance. “Yes, he has been stopping by regularly to talk with Walter.”

“Who is the other man?” Tami asked eyeing the huge, blue-skinned man who was looking around the arena with narrowed eyes. “He looks a little scary. I wouldn’t be surprised if Walter doesn’t try to hire him.”

Jazin’s chuckle was rich and deep at the thought of Ristéard Roald, the Grand Ruler of Elpidios, being ordered around by the little human male. While he could appreciate the authority the small man obviously had over those in the circus, he highly doubted that the man would have a chance in hell of success at bossing the huge warrior around. Jazin’s eyes widened when he heard a low, deep snarl erupt from Ristéard. His eyes followed where the Grand Ruler was looking and he chuckled. It looked like something had caught the big blue warrior’s attention and he didn’t like the idea of someone else having the same thoughts.

A tall slender female wearing knee high black boots, a slim skirt that ended just about her knees, and a soft, blue long sleeved blouse was talking to the two men who had stopped him when he first came in. She glanced over at Ristéard with a dark frown on her face before turning her attention back to the men. He studied the female carefully. She was very tall for a human female, over six feet if he was to make a guess. Her dark blond hair was pulled back into a tight bun at the back of her head and she was wearing something over her eyes. She was lovely in a long, gangly way. She reminded him of the slender animals that gazed in the forests near his mountain retreat.

He heard Walter yell out something and the female turned with the frown still on her face. “Who is that?” He asked curiously.

“That’s Walter and Nema’s daughter, Ricki. She handles all the travel, legal, and business issues for the circus. She is the glue that keeps everything together. She is very thorough and keeps everything running smoothly in the background,” Tami responded.

Jazin looked from Walter’s small figure to that of the female who was walking toward him. He had also remembered that Walter’s mate was even smaller than he was. How was it possible for them to….