Page 47 of Space Daddy and a Boy Called Twink

“Yes, she can kill me. Easily. She’s a very powerful creature. She has certain hypnotic abilities as well. She can put creatures in a trance. It’s how she kept me under for so long. After I managed to escape it, I programmed my cuff to prevent it from working on me again, but it’s bound to work on others she encounters. It’s probably why she hasn’t been detected yet.”

“That explains how she’s been able to get away with walking around in a really fake-ass costume without being caught.”

“I’m sure she doesn’t come out much. She likely has already found a few drones to do her bidding, searching around town to find out where I am.”

“You’ve been around town, though, and she hasn’t—Oh, that’s right. You don’t look like your Furker self…or…would you have looked like a Furker with her?”

“I would have taken the form of her species, the Vorcons, when we first met, but she didn’t mind me in my Furker form either, so she would know both. I’m sorry. This is all my fault. If I hadn’t left…”

“Yourfault? That you escaped a psychotic, manipulative creature who was keeping you just so she could breed babies that wanted to kill you?”

“Please don’t bring our kids into this,” I said, perhaps more defensively than I should have, but I would never hold her actions against them. Not when I didn’t even hold their desire to kill me against them.

He shook his head. “Sorry. That was wrong. I meant, you had every reason to escape, and it’s not your fault you landed here. She’s the one who damaged your ship. This is allherfault.”

I couldn’t argue with him there, but… “If only I hadn’t been so blinded by her beauty.”

“Hey, trust me. I know what it’s like to get lured in by an asshole. And she sounds like a real big one.”

“She would seem very big to a human, I guess. I imagine she would be nine feet.”

“Um…that wasn’t what I…never mind. Now’s not the time.”

Judging by his confusion, it seemed there’d been another misunderstanding, but I had too many things to consider to fixate on correcting it. “Sheila is here, and I must find a way to track her down and keep you safe.”

It was one of the more concerning parts of this, and as I said the words, Twink’s eyes widened. “What do you mean, keep me safe?”

“If she realizes what I feel for you, her kind do things to their rivals…”

This intensified his concern. “What kind of things?”

“It seems cruel to mention it.”

“You can’t say something like that and expect me not to want to know.”

I gritted my teeth. This was one of those instances when I should have said less. Although, the last thing in the universe I would have wanted was to deceive Twink. And now that he was demanding the truth, I had to share…as much as I could. “Vorcons tend to tear off the heads of their rivals and use them as trophies. She had several she kept in the chamber with me—the other females who had attempted to mate with me.”

Twink’s face went whiter than I’d ever seen it, which given everything we’d experienced in the short time we’d known each other, was alarming. He stumbled, and I rushed to him, puttingmy arms around him. “Here, come, sit down. I’ll get you some water.” I guided Twink to the sofa.

“She’ll want to tear my head off?”

“No, that’s not what I said. She will want to tear your head off once she discovers you’re the one I want to mate with.”

This only intensified his emotions, so clearly, that didn’t help much.

I lifted him and laid him on the sofa before fetching some water. He was still unusually pale as he sat up, sipping.

“I won’t let her hurt you,” I assured him.

“I don’t feel like that’s something you can promise.”

I couldn’t refute it, which earned a furrowed brow, one of the many frustrated looks I’d learned from him.

“Okay, I know you’re new to humans, but one of the things you should know is that if you say an alien could kill me and then promise not to let it hurt me, if I say that you can’t promise me that, you need to tell me how you’re going to stop it.” He shook his head. “I can’t believe I just said all that with a straight face.”

I settled on the sofa beside him. “Sheila doesn’t know where I am yet, and if we locate her first, then I can stop her before she has a chance to harm anyone, especially you.”

“But if she’s looking for you, aren’t you just going right to her?”