Page 65 of Space Daddy and a Boy Called Twink

“There you are, you traitorous bastard!” she cried out in her native language.

“Sheila, it’s good to see you too,” I replied in kind, stabbing my syringe into her chest, but before I had an opportunity to pump her with the tranquilizer, she headbutted me.

Fuck.

As I recovered from the blow, she dislodged the syringe and chucked the damn thing. It clinked against the pavement.Fuck, I thought, struggling to keep hold of her as she slashed at me with her free claw.

We wrestled from the alley into the street. I used my free tentacle to retrieve another syringe but couldn’t find it straightaway. Wherewasit?

“Did you really think you could get away from me that easily and fuck with some lesser being? I will take him and terrorize him beyond anything you’ve ever seen. You’re my mate.”

“I’m sorry for leaving so abruptly, but I was thinking we should break up.”

I finally managed to secure her other wrist and locate the syringe, tucked in an inner pocket. Damn these human contraptions and their nonsensical workings.

“We’ll break up over my dead body!” she cried out.

With my tentacles now locked around her, she rushed backward, forcing me toward a car. Knowing the syringe was unlikely to survive impact, I hurried to pull it from the backpack, just in time before she threw me into the car, denting the vehicle and my back. The syringe went flying through the air.

Having gained an advantage, she was quick to repeat the attack.

“Daddy!” Twink called from across the street as he and his friends headed out of the stairwell entrance of the parking garage.

“It’s fine!” I called to him in his language. “Just having a discussion with my ex! But I need that syringe.”

“Ex?” Sheila called out, slamming me against the car once again.

“Where is it?” Twink called out.

“On my left,” I replied as I recovered from the assault. “I didn’t see exactly where it went.”

“Great,” Eric muttered as they began searching around.

I continued addressing Sheila: “I left you, and you clearly knew that’s what I wanted. That’s why you sabotaged my ship.”

She laughed before elbowing me in the gut. “Do you like this planet? I thought it would be a great place to start our new family.”

“A new family? Here?” I asked, horrified at the nightmare that would have to unfold for her to seize control of Earth.

She grunted as she struggled against my hold. “Yes, and these creatures can wait on us hand and foot. And then do whatever I want them to do to your lover, you cheating bastard!”

Twink and Eric helped Powerbottom around, like he was injured, as they hunted for the syringe. I imagined if they were overhearing us, speaking the Vorcons’ language at such an intense volume, it must’ve appeared as though we were in a battle to out-scream one another—certainly nothing that would have made sense to any of them.

As I secured my hold of her, she attempted to pull me away from the car. She jerked forward, twisting and jumping before using the force to bring me back down onto my back, with her on top of me. Despite the intensity of the blow, I managed to keep my hold on her.

“And now what do you plan to do?” she asked. “You can’t hold me here forever.”

It was a good point.

“You think it went in there?” Powerbottom asked, indicating a trash can.

“We’re not doing that,” Eric insisted before Twink groaned and braved a search.

A familiar fragrance filled my nose. I knew what Sheila was doing.

“Stop it, Sheila. That won’t work on me anymore. I found a way to prevent you from controlling me.”

She snarled. “Bastard! I made your life so easy. I was good to you. Fed you. Kept you safe from our children. Why would you refuse such a life?”