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“Oh, thanks,” she answered, uncertain. “That’s nice of you to say, but I’m telling you I’m not yours or his. I’m Hannah Graham. My own person.”
“Oh my God, there are zebra out there!” a Red Hat Society lady yelled.
Hannah smiled and glanced outside, remembering that the land surrounding the castle had originally been a private zoo. “Did you see the zebra?” she asked Heriot, knowing he hadn’t but needing a subject of conversation.
“No,” he answered, not even bothering to glance out the window, his eyes focused entirely on her.
A pleasant tingling, swooping sensation flitted through her stomach. He was so handsome in a dangerous, action-adventure movie star kinda way. She just wanted to lean in and run her hands all over his hard abs.
What the hell is wrong with me?
She never reacted this strongly to men. Never. She’d been on dates, sure. There were guys she’d crushed on. But no one like this. No. One.
“Are you here with someone?” she asked.
He reached out and engulfed her hand with his huge fingers. Heriot leaned in close and whispered next to her ear. “No. I’m here with you, and you’re going on this tour withme.”
She smiled. This day was finally starting to look up.
4
The moment he stepped onto the transportation vehicle, Heriot wanted to murder his target. Rage burst through his veins, fiery and hot. It was hard to decide if he should snap this male’s neck or use his silencer to blast T’Antor’s brains out—right there on the transportation vehicle, in front of the humans.
This piece of R’Etor trash planned to force mate his female!
Heriot’s hands fisted, and his muscles flexed. A growl rumbled through his chest.
He continued to take deep, even breaths, forcing himself to remain calm and remember what was important—he’d made it to the vehicle before it exited the terminal. T’Antor was in his sights. And his female was secure.
But when he’d sat next to his new-found mate and inhaled her luscious pheromones, taking in her generous curves and the softness of her human skin, it had taken every bit of his training to refrain from tearing T’Antor limb from limb.
Heriot cursed under his breath, enraged at his predicament. The fragile humans surrounding him couldn’t be exposed to his species. Their innocence as a primitive society must be kept intact. This wasn’t just R’Etor law, but a universal law. Earth was off-limits, and Heriot could face serious consequences if he stayed on Earth longer than his work permit allowed, and if he exposed humans to off-worlders his pay was forfeit. He had to wait until he could find a private location on the hilltop to eliminate T’Antor and rush-decompose the body. Nothing could be left behind for the humans to find.
God-stars, he hated this planet! If this were R’Etor his target would already be dead and the currency for this contract transferred into his account. Good thing he’d charged double for this hit because of the distance. Jadzion thought this mission was easy, but for Heriot it was turning into the most complicated objective of his career.
The transportation vehicle that had been delivering them to their next location finally discontinued the prerecorded human-speak and lumbered to a stop. Heriot turned to stare again into Hannah’s mesmerizing blue eyes, which were rare within his species. A truemate was considered to be a match not only physically but mentally. He was curious to discover why his body had chosen this human female for him.
“Let’s go.” She smiled, exposing smooth teeth.
He muffled the groan that almost escaped from his lips as he imagined those lips, those teeth softly scraping against his cock. And he could smell her desire for him. His human wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He stood up and held tight to her soft hand within his own larger, rough palm, because he was going to steal this female off this planet and take her home. A grim smile spread across his face. This human was going to learn very soon that other species existed in the universe.
He couldn’t keep his hands off of her. Not while sitting on that damned transportation shuttle, and not now. Not ever. He crowded next to her as they went down the center aisle with the other humans and stepped off the vehicle and onto the sidewalk.
An older human male with dark pigment was gathering the humans who were exiting the vehicle. He guided them onto a flat area in front of steps that led up to dense, grouped vegetation that surrounded the domicile. Heriot looked around and took a breath, sampling the air. He had to admit it was better up here. Clearer and cleaner. The morning fog and misty rain had disappeared, and the sky was a striking bright blue. Almost comparable to R’Etor.
His mate lifted her chin to catch some sun on her face.
His heartbeat quickened, and his mouth became instantly dry. She was beautiful. The most fascinating female he’d ever seen. Her skin was softly flushed and her hair, her hair was fantastic. He wanted it wrapped around his fist while he took her from behind.
Luckily, he was wearing clothing that went to his thighs, because he needed to hide the throbbing erection that tented his trousers. He would soon need to break off from the group and find a secluded location to quickly self-administer the transformation antidote. He detested the antidote. It would turn his extremities numb, give him a migraine the next day. But this violent need to mate with his female was already beginning to consume him. His skin was tingling and he knew he would soon start the painful flush. If he didn’t get his dosage soon, he’d begin behaving like a raving youth in his first flush—a regrettable situation.
He’d take the antidote, leaving him a reasonable R’Etor, and he’d later consummate with his truemate while in his right mind, when he could treat her with the respect she deserved.
He continued to hold her hand. And she hadn’t pulled away.
She glanced around. “Where’s T’Antor?”
