HeartStorm (HeartFast Series Book 3) Read Online Free Page B

Sender, you could die, and I won't forgive myself if that happened. Especially after what you and Seeker went through after we were swallowed up in that wormhole. No, I'm going in this alone."
                Sender reached out and grabbed a fistful of his uniform. The expression on her face hardened as she met him almost nose-to-nose. "Now, listen up, Master Hunter. We're Guardians. You, Challenger, and me. We take the risks. We don't shy away from what needs to be done. You got a plan? Great. Now I got a plan. Want to hear it?"
                He couldn't help the grin creasing the corners of his mouth. "Sure. What is it?"
                "I'm not limited by this storm. But what I need is a direct line to feed through, in order to send people back to this ship. That's going to be you. I say we go down together. Then you bring one of the survivors back here. That will give me a conduit and an exact location where I can upload the rest of them."
                "Sounds like the woman's got a plan," Challenger dryly remarked. Hunter agreed.
                "All right. But to be on the safe side, I suggest we all put on our space suits just in case. Assume all risks."
                A smile burst out across Sender's face, and she relaxed her grip. "Assume all risks."
                It was the Guardian's new credo, adopted soon after Hunter and the rest returned from the wormhole. From that moment, Deceiver declared that no mission would take place until every Guardian took every precaution first, no matter how unusual or petty it sounded. And that included everyone donning their suits to venture out into space. Including Hunter and StarLight, who normally needed no gear while in the void.
                Once they donned their suits, Hunter stood behind Sender as the ship neared the third moon. She watched the computer readouts, waiting for a low enough dip in the storm to show itself on the screen, while Challenger kept Three out of possible harm's way.
                "I'm feeding these readings into my suit so I can keep track on our way down," she told him, her fingers flying over the console keyboard. "All right. We're set."
                "Will that feed follow us all the way down to the surface?"
                "I don't know. Guess we'll find out. Hold on. This looks like one," she murmured into her helmet mic. "Hold it. Let me verify."
                Hunter remained tense. His arms went around the woman's slender waist, when the thought suddenly crossed his mind. He hadn't held another woman like this in years, other than StarLight. And in recent months, his embrace had been impeded by her enlarging stomach as she got nearer to giving birth.
                "We got it! Hunter, let's g—"
                Before the last word was out of her mouth, he popped them out of the transport and followed the homing signal visible on his suit's transponder.
                It was like traveling inside a rudderless capsule at the mercy of the stars. The sound of the storm filled their ears with a high-pitched whine, drowning out all other noise. They were buffeted like a bubble inside a wind tunnel, and it took every effort for Hunter to keep them on course. Without asking her to do so, Sender yelled out the readings.
                "Four twenty-seven urgs! Four fifty-nine urgs! Four seventy-eight urgs!"
                He could feel a tingling sensation invading the aura around them and into his suit. It crawled over his skin like a low frequency electric current that gradually began to burn into his muscles. Gritting his teeth, he powered through the rising wave of ions, pressing for speed.
                A split second later, they were hovering inside the crashed ship. Sender gasped at its sudden appearance. "Whoo! What a ride!" She laughed. "You should charge admission. You'd make