Chapter 115: Marinah

The woman’s gaze drops to the table at my abrupt question. I’ve been dealing with too many men. The only thing that works with them is short, uncomplicated words with a grunt or two thrown in. I now prefer it that way.

When the women on the island seek me out, they want me to solve every domestic problem on the planet, and they talk entirely too much. I change how I deal with them because shooting out commands puts them in tears or worse, makes them angry. You do not want to eat food made by an angry cook. King and I found this out the hard way.

This female is different. Now that I’ve had a few minutes to assess her energy, I feel the Shadow Warrior essence though it’s slightly different than the males, softer somehow, which makes sense, but also more powerful in its overall capacity. Interesting.