Chapter 92. Avalanche of Emotions

At first, there was no reaction. Then, Storm lifted his gaze from the fire and placed it on Germaine. Keratin's brows furrowed as he cocked his head and focused his gaze on her. Connie's mouth fell open in shock, and even Zar seemed taken aback. They all stared at her in disbelief. 

It was only Dilla who beamed up at her. His genuine smile was from ear to ear.

Germaine took in the expressions of everyone and finally, settled on Storm. The scar on his face looked more grotesque in the light of the fire. It lended a harshness to his face that she had never seen before. 

"Say something," Her gaze did not waver from his face. His silence lasted for a few more seconds before a smile slowly coiled his lips. 

"By the moon goddess, it is really the Ork base." In one swift move, he got up and stalked toward her, his gaze never leaving the Ork in her hand. Coming to a stop directly in front of her, he bowed low. "You have my allegiance, lady Germaine."