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She jolted upright and immediately experienced the same whirling sensation that I had only moments before. “Oh God, I’m going to puke.”
I could see what she meant—expelling the contents of her stomach—and I immediately grabbed a silver receptacle on the floor, holding it near her head while trying to gather her hair away from her face.
“Get away from me,” she mumbled, trying to push me away, but unable to open her eyes.
“You are ill. Allow me to be of assistance.”
“I’m sick because you alien freaks drugged me.”
“Technically, other alien freaks drugged you. I too was a victim, if you recall.”
“Semantics,” she groaned, opening her eyes slowly and staring down at the bucket in front of her. “You got me a trash can?” Both of her hands lifted to reach behind her, and her fingers brushed against my hand gripping her hair carefully. “And you’re holding my hair?”
I simply acknowledged her questions with an affirmative waggle of my head.
What does that mean?I heard her wonder.
This time, Gwen grabbed the silver can and then pushed me away with more determination. “Seriously, get off me.”
“As you wish.” Releasing her hair, I moved as far away from her as the small quarters would allow.
Can you hear me?I tested the waters, thinking toward Gwen.
Her eyes widened and she feverishly looked around the room. “Did you hear that?”
Hear what?
“Seriously, is there someone else here?”
“Just us,” I tapped my forehead. Just us.
“Holy crap on a cracker.” Her mouth dropped open. “I can hear what you’re thinking, can’t I?”
“And I can hear what you’re thinking.”
A mental image flashed through my thoughts. I saw myself from her viewpoint. Our first meeting. I strode toward her like a deity, gold robe flowing around my body. She was… attracted to me.
Pink rushed into Gwen’s cheeks. “Oh, God. Don’t tell me you heard that.”
“More like I saw that.”
“Well, get the hell out of my head.”
“I’m not exactly sure that’s possible.”
Before she could volley another sharp comment in my direction, which seemed to be her go-to method of communicating, the transport ship lurched to a stop. Hydraulic hissing signaled the landing gear was opening.
The entrance to the quarters opened a nanosecond later and the same Banda who’d chosen not to chain me stepped in. “Your majesty, we have arrived. All twenty-five pairings are being dropped at various locations in the arena. Each pairing has access within a square kilometer to a supply cache.” The Banda held out his hand and a visual communicator blinked to life. Magnum T. Bloodworm’s disembodied head came to life, a miniature version compared to the one I’d encountered just outside the planet’s atmosphere.
“Good luck, King Kaio. I was surprised to see your choice in the bonding ceremony. I hope the human does not cause your demise.” A laugh rumbled beneath his words. The fat Quilar Mucous Maggot was enjoying his own designs far too much.
“Are you the asshole who decided kidnapping human women was an awesome idea?” Gwen pushed beside me, coming into view of Bloodworm. “Because I’d like to give you a piece of my damn mind.”
He ignored her, which only seemed to enrage Gwen further.
“Hey, jerkwad, I’m talking to you!”
“You picked a live one, Kaio. Just remember what I said… she’s a runt. And you know what we did with runts back on the farm.”
