| REBEL MOON |
As she walked down the dusty street, Selaynia frowned at the feeling she was being followed. Her shadow had been with
her for over thirty minutes now and she felt her hands clench as she kept her pace even and unhurried. She reached up
and pulled the grey hood down further to hide her face and her distinctive silver hair, then gave a short, soft whistle.
Several yards in front of her, she saw Shadowmist flick his ears back toward her and waved his tail.
:Not much I can tell you, there is some kind of shield blocking me. The wolf’s voice was wrapped in soft howls as he
spoke in her mind. :He’s intent on you and I don’t believe he’s aware of me at this time. I’ll duck into the next alley and
come in behind you and your shadow. You step into the one after that so we can confront him.
Selaynia carefully checked her daggers in their wrist sheaths as the Canthralian Wolf disappeared into the darkness of the
alley. Crossing her arms in front of her and covering her hands with the flowing sleeves of the shirt she was wearing, she
took a firm grip on the weapons then turned off the main street. Halfway down the alley, she turned to face the person
following her. He was dressed in a dark gray cloak similar to her, with a hood hiding his features. She drew both daggers
and assumed a guard position as she watched Shadowmist come in silently behind her shadow.
“Who are you? What do you want?” Selaynia asked.
“My name is McCue.” He pushed the hood of his cloak back.
“McCue?” She paused as cocked her head to the side as she studied the man in front of her. “Alexandre McCue?” Selaynia
studied the small man standing in front of her. He was wearing a hooded cloak similar to hers and all she could see were
his black eyes. Cold eyes. Eyes that could chill even the heart of Alcyone. McCue was a man many didn’t want to cross.
“If you are Alexandre McCue, what was my code name during Destiny?”
“Silver Shadow,” he said.
Selaynia nodded and lowered her daggers slightly, but maintained a careful watch on McCue.
“You know you’re still wanted by what’s left of the Centauri Alliance. Nolan was killed in the last attack on Griffess. No
one else had access to your orders.”
She brought her daggers back up and took a half step back. She saw Shadowmist gather himself as he watched McCue.
“You’re here to take me back.” She phrased it as a statement, not a question.
“Not exactly. Instead of taking you back to Centauri and trying to explain the truth, at this time, I have another assignment
for you.”
“What is it?” Selaynia didn’t lower her guard as she continued to watch McCue.
“Not here. It’s not safe.” McCue sneezed several times.
Selaynia took another step back as she considered what he had said.
“While I trust you; at least as far as I would trust any other operative, I want more information before I commit.”
McCue nodded. “No details here,” he said. “And, would you please call Shadowmist off, or at least ask him to back away--
I’m allergic to dogs.” He sneezed again.
Selaynia grinned as she sheathed her daggers. The wolf trotted past McCue, stopped in front of him, shook himself then
walked over to her. “That wasn’t nice, Mist,” she said as McCue began sneezing.
“I reserve the right to refuse the assignment,” she said when McCue was finished.
“Agreed. Let’s go.”
