planet in another galaxy?” When she received their nods, she shook her head. “This is crazy. You’re all nuts if you think I’m going to believe that.”
“Think about it,” Avana said in a quiet, reasonable tone. “What close connections do you really have here outside of me and SemDane?”
“His name is Sam,” she argued, determined to make them back off of their story. “And I’ve got plenty of friends. I grew up around here. My parents are—”
“Your parents await your return on Alametria,” Ty interrupted. “The male and female caring for you here are your Kyndred, the Alametrians who have guided you through your life lessons. They will return to Alametria along with us. The other friendships you believe you had as a child were implanted within your memories to aid you in mastering the lessons you needed to learn here. The truth is, you have only been on this planet for the equivalent of two Earth years.”
Kyra wanted to stand, but she knew her knees wouldn’t support her. This was a joke. A sick joke.
“Avana, please stop this,” she said. Anger and unexplainable panic threatened to choke her. “You’ve had your fun now. I just want to go to the party. Please.”
Sam stepped closer to the bed and frowned at Ty. “Are you sure you can’t use your abilities to help her remember?”
“I cannot. I have tried to influence her since we met. Something is preventing the connection.”
Kyra noticed that his unusual eyes remained trained on hers. Was she imagining the subtle pressure on her mind? What did he mean by “influencing?”
“Do you think it’s the Shelvaks?” Sam asked.
“I can only assume so,” Ty responded. “But the cause of the block is irrelevant at the moment. All that matters is convincing my jaw care of our intentions.”
That caught Kyra’s attention. It was the second time she’d heard someone say “my jaw care.” What the hell did that mean?
“Not my jaw care ,” Ty said, still holding her gaze. “ Ma’jah Kyr . And what it means is that you, KyrVawn, are the Ascendant.”
Chapter 4
Ty watched Kyr’s face as his words sank in. He tried to read her thoughts, but they were aggravatingly nebulous. Only some of her more potent thoughts were getting through to him. It was highly unusual and cause for concern, but as he’d told Sem, now wasn’t the time to dwell on it.
They had to leave. Now. The Shelvaks were already aware of their location and were more than likely working on infiltrating the building. The only thing keeping them outside at that point was the light. It was only a matter of time before they figured out how to cut the building’s power.
The sense of time passing made him want to grab Kyr and drag her bodily out of the building. He knew she’d fight him, though, and that would make a stealthy escape all but impossible. They had to convince her to leave willingly.
He didn’t like seeing her as upset as she was now. Her eyes, an incomparable shade of blue he’d always equated with brilliant stars, were clouded with emotion. Her finely-arched eyebrows were drawn together in a frown. Her kissable mouth trembled as she battled her reaction to their revelations.
He knew she doubted them. He could sense that much from her raging emotions. Above everything, she felt hurt and betrayed. Her two closest friends were refusing to back down from what they’d told her. They were trying to make her believe something that she thought was impossible. The real irony was that it had been the Alametrians who made her forget the truth in the first place.
“The Ascendant,” Kyr repeated.
“Yes.”
Now she looked frustrated. He preferred that to hurt. She pushed herself to her feet and moved to stand in front of him, tilting her head back to meet his gaze. He fought the urge to reach behind her head and free the beautiful hair she wore bound at the nape of her neck.
“You know I have no idea what that means, right?” she asked.
“It