Chapter 70 Caught in Flight
Chapter 70 Caught in Flight
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Which meant Merrick had learned through some channel that Elara wasn’t coming back. That was why he had been stockpiling healing alloy in bulk. And that was the opening someone had exploited to bring down the 9th Legion.
So what role had Elara played in all of this?
“Sylas, does Elara have feelings for Merrick?”
“I don’t know.”
Gillian’s question left Sylas at a loss. All he could do was deflect.
“Just give me your read on it. I only want to know if my guess is right.”
“She probably does.”
If it wasn’t love, why would she have followed Merrick all the way from Capital Planet and stuck by him for
⚫ six years without ever wavering? Sylas didn’t dare say any of that out loud.
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“Does it bother you, ma’am?”
“No. I just feel like I might be sitting in someone else’s seat.”
Gillian turned to look out the window. By now the van had already entered Section F.
“You’re overthinking it, ma’am. The commander chose to marry you. That makes the seat yours, plain and simple.”
That made sense on the surface.
This time, the silence in the van stretched on much longer.
It only broke when the van pulled into the Section F parking bay.
“We’re here.”
Sylas saw they were on the edge of being late. He unbuckled in one motion and used his terminal to return
the van.
He bolted to the rear door, threw it open, and scooped the unconscious Tristan straight out of Gillian’s
arms.
“Five minutes left. We’ve gotta move.”
“Right.”
Gillian peeled the healing alloy off Tristan’s forehead and tossed it back into the disposal bin.
“Let’s go.”
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Tristan still hadn’t woken up, but the bruise across his forehead had already faded clean away
Sylas brightened and broke into a sprint toward the medical hall.
Gillian was already lagging far behind. Of all the bad luck, she was the chief medical officer. How could she clock in late on her second day?
“Sylas, I can’t run anymore. Go on ahead.”
Gillian planted her hands on her hips and tried to catch her breath. She was about to drop dead. Forge running. Late was late. Docked pay was docked pay.
Sylas paused, then a pair of massive brown wings unfurled from his back out of nowhere.
One arm scooped around Gillian’s shoulders, and he lifted them into a low flight straight toward the medical hall.
“Sylas, you’re a bird-shifter? I thought you were a snake!”
A blast of wind shot right into Gillian’s mouth.
She wasn’t seeing things. Sylas’ brown wings were genuinely massive.
The shafts of his feathers were thick and strong. The plumage was the deep brown of fresh-turned earth. smoother to the touch than bio-armor, and it carried a natural weight, a steady honesty all its own.
“Your wings are something else. They’re truly beautiful. It’s like the earth itself rose up to the sky and trampled it underfoot.”
Sylas faltered. The first time Elara had seen them, she had said the exact same thing.
Gillian and Elara really did have a lot in common.
Was that why the commander had married her?
A patrol of beastman soldiers spotted the two of them flying low and immediately moved to cut them off.
Once the patrol recognized Gillian and Sylas, they eased up. Procedure still had to be followed. “Captain Sterling, Captain Moore, can we see your authorization for low-altitude flight on base?” Gillian froze. Sylas took a quick step back and did his best impression of an invisible man.
She scrolled through her terminal and turned on her sweetest smile. “And what happens if we don’t have one?”
are.”
“Then you can’t fly low in the first place. No authorization, no flying. Doesn’t matter who you The patrolman shot them a disapproving look. “Three hundred military points deducted. Captain Moore, Captain Sterling, the legion will be sending the citation to your terminals shortly.”
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Right at that moment, Gillian’s terminal gave a soft ping. A new message from Lucian had come in
“Ma’am, the commander says he’s covering all of Tris’ medical bills, but he has no money. Mind reimbursing it on your end?”
Attached below was the full itemized list of Tristan’s treatment fees.
No wonder Lucian had paid her so willingly. The clever bastard had reimbursed her, then turned around and pulled the same amount right back out of Merrick’s pocket.
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