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I don’t want Turin to leave this closet, but he does what he thinks is best.
He steps out of the narrow area and growls. “I smell her,” he says.
Zakar sniffs and turns, laughing again. “Where is the cunt? I thought you’d have found her by now.”
“I did, but I only caught a glimpse of her fair skin and plump ass,” he says.
I swallow and close my legs. A combination of shame, embarrassment, and excitement creeps through my core.
He saved me twice.
I want him. I want that alien to fuck my brains out, but I’d never admit it. Not even to myself.
He continues. “The traitor started shooting at me. He hit me in the arm and stomach, but I got to safety. I’ve been here, healing,” he lies.
Zakar grimaces. “You are not as strong as I am. You must learn to be careful.”
“You’re right,” Turin says. “I learned my lesson today.”
Zakar slithers around him. “But you saw our prize, yes? Are you overjoyed?”
The truth comes out. “As soon as I saw her, I knew I needed to breed her. I wanted her as my forever.”
Breed? His forever?
I back into the vent a few inches and feel every muscle tighten around my bones. Is that all he wants from me? To impregnate me?
Whoever gets the girl first wins – Is that the game?
Zakar’s face contorts, and his nostrils widen. He inhales and huffs. “I can smell her on you. Are you sure you did not take her?”
“I was so close, I could taste her,” Turin says.
Zakar clenches his fist with excitement.
“I trust you will find her and bring her to me. We’ll meet after I hunt this pitiful creature,” he says. “Are you sure you don’t want to join me?”
“I can’t risk her dying,” Turin says.
“Good,” Zakar grunts. “I must go. I have injured the male prey. It won’t be long before I tear out his spine.”
Turin’s laughter drops off as soon as Zakar leaves.
I wait until Zakar is long gone before dropping from the vent.
I don’t know what to feel. On the one hand, I appreciate Turin’s protection. It doesn’t change the words that just came out of his mouth.
I am not here to be bred like a dog. That will not happen.
When Turin sees me, his skin glows luminescent. At first, it startles me. Then, I remember the first time I saw him. It brightened then, too.
“What do you want with me?” I ask.
He traces his fingers through my hair. “You know what I want.”
He turns and starts walking. I’m a little stunned by the response.
Attempting to change the subject, he ushers me back downstairs. “Are you hungry?” he asks.
