My brother laughed. “You can try, brother. We have not tested your ability to beat me since I was eight and you fifteen. If I recall, I kicked your ass even then.”

It was my turn to chuckle. What he said was true. But I had allowed him to best me and we both knew it. That fact had not prevented him from using it against me every chance he got.

We prepared in silence. I had known he would come with me, not as the leader of our legion, but as my brother. I was surprised, however, when the other Enforcers walked in and began suiting up as well. Blade, Silver, Kohn and Ivar changed quickly, their faces grim.

Silver, Blades equally deadly sister, finished preparing first. “So, scum hunting tonight?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“And our blasters won’t work because they stole our tech?”

“Yes.”

“And sold it to the Hive?”

“Yes.”

“And they’ve been kidnapping Hyperions and selling them for experiments?”

I shoved a third knife into place in the holster on my left leg. A fourth on my right. “Yes.” I looked up and met the gaze of each of them before continuing. “They tried to kill me and half our legion with that bomb.” My voice dropped as I allowed the rage to bubble up from the deep well within me. “They nearly killed my mate.”

Silver smiled at me, which would have been lovely on any other female. On her it was a threat. “Understood. You do your thing, and we’ll work clean-up.”

I nodded and led the way out the door. I knew exactly where these fuckers had their safe houses in the neutral territory. Their location would not save them tonight. I would bathe in their blood and pray my mate could forgive me.

Two Hours Later

The threat to Abby had been eliminated. As promised Silver and the others had followed me to finish off anyone I missed.

I left them nothing, my rage at the threat to Abby so complete I was worse than an Atlan in beast mode. I ripped limbs from their bodies, stomped skulls into paste and when I had found their leader, I had tortured him until he gave us the name of the individual he used to contact the Hive. To my surprise, his contact was a member of the Coalition Fleet. According to my new source, the male was a spy and thief for the Silver Scions, a group that dealt exclusively in illegal Hive tech. Hive ships. Engines. Weapons. Even upgrades for the body, super-strong limbs or brain chips. Everything they did made them a target of the Interstellar Coalition of Planets.