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“Fuck! You didn’t get those removed first? We need to take care of thatnow,before they find us.”
“Too late for that,” Mark said, his eyes on the black transport stopping just in front of us.
No! We were so close to freedom.
The door of the transport opened, and out stepped the two officers who’d taken me in that very first day. The tall, skinny one pointed a weapon at me.
“Why, if it isn’t our alien whore and her dipshit brother? It looks like we’re going to make our Utopia quota after all.”
As they marched us toward the transport, guns to our heads, the only thing I could think of was that I’d never be able to tell Krxare that I loved him back.
Chapter 25: Krxare
Finding Clara should’ve been an easy task, considering she still had that wretched tracker in her arm, but in the time it took for us to cross the ocean separating our continents, she’d left her colony and was traveling fast into the wild. Another human traveled with her, a male.
I gritted my teeth at the thought that she’d trusted this male to help her find her brother and not me. Who was this male to her?
We tracked her as she entered the territory of a particularly ornery Vokiren tribe. According to my intelligence, this tribe had been dealing with underhanded attacks from the colony. They were unlikely to help humans in the area, though if she were wearing her Vokiren fabrics, she might be safe.
If she thought her brother was there, she’d be disappointed. We didn’t detect any other trackers in the area.
While some of the females came to us knowing, or at least suspecting, the chip’s tracking capabilities, some had insisted it was aconspiracy theory—a concept they’d had to explain to us—until we’d confirmed that there were indeed trackers in their arms.
It confused us why the humans would track all their citizens. On Kadri, we only put trackers in the rulers, governors, and other important people who might go missing. The technology was cheap, though, so it was an economical way to collect data.
The only reason we'd let the females into our stronghold was because our own technology blocked the signals. If the colony officials had attempted to map the inside of our base through the females’ chips, they had been extremely disappointed.
I’d never met a human who’d removed their tracker before joining our stronghold.
Now that we were on their continent, we had to travel by ground to avoid detection. Our shuttles could hide from their radar, but in the triangle connecting their colony, the island base, and the smaller settlement, it was dangerous to fly. The colony were constantly upgrading their technology, and it wasn’t worth the risk.
With our cloak on, we made our way to the tribe’s location by land.
“Champion?”
I turned to Trsak and grimaced. I hated being called that now that we were no longer a part of Kadri’s military.
“Sorry. It’s a habit. Krxare,” he corrected. “Her tracking signal has disappeared right outside the Vokiren territory, along with her companion’s.”
“Disappeared?”
“It just stopped,” Trsak said. “My guess is that they’re using something to block the signal. I suggest we go to her last known location and track her by other means.”
He meant the old-fashioned way, by scent and sight.
Fuck. That would make this mission much harder. And to think that we needed to find her brother, as well.
Finding Clara’s brother turned out to be much easier than expected. We were surprised when we got to her last location to find an injured human male. He pointed a firearm at our shuttle when it uncloaked but lowered it when we stepped out.
“They took her,” were his first words. “I managed to grab one of their weapons and started shooting back, but they took off with Mark and Clara. They’re on their way to Utopia.”
Chris was small for a male, thinner even than the colony representatives who brought the females in and out each year. He had a large pack on his back and a few days’ worth of beard growth. There was a bandage around his chipped arm, where he’d removed his chip. No wonder we couldn’t detect him. He’d shown up the same as any of the natives.
He had the same eyes as Clara: brown with golden flecks, bright, and full of intelligence. Just seeing them had me missing my little mate even more.
“Do you not fear the Kadrixan?” I asked, surprised at the male’s lack of fear. Usually, humans were terrified of us at first sight, especially the males, since our calming pheromones did not work on them.
He shrugged. “If you’re here, then you must be looking for Clara. Clara is with one of you guys, someone important, I think. You won’t waste me because if you do, you’ll have to face her. She’s terrifying when she’s angry. I should know. I’ve spent most of my life annoying her.”
