came
from your home world under this roof. I
would hate to punish them for your insubordination.”
“Do
you have my woman?”
Felix
raised his eyebrows in surprise. “The
female is yours?”
“She
is.” Ravage had no compunction about
lying to this ugly little man. Besides, claiming Aleirah was just a
formality. “You would call her a
wife. Is she here?”
“She
is.”
Ravage closed his eyes briefly as
relief washed through him. When he
opened his eyes to look at the lanista, Ravage kept the emotions from showing
on his face. “Surely
you have bylaws that protect married women.”
“Bylaws. That’s funny. Honor and good
manners implies that a married woman shall reside with her husband, even if
it’s in the holding cells,” Felix replied. “However, your wife has been proving to be a little hellcat. I had half a mind to give her to the guards
as a plaything.”
Ravage snarled as he rushed toward
the man, intending to wipe the smug look from his pudgy face. Felix hit the button on the remote control
and once again, electricity shot through Ravage’s body, halting his
attack. The voltage was higher this
time, but the words that the man had said burned through him, words that Ravage
couldn ’t
ignore. He fought through the
excruciating pain that threatened to bring him back to his knees, intent on
reaching the man who intended harm to his mate. He stretched out his hand, the fingers mere inches from Felix’s throat
when something hard hit his head. The
soldier he kicked earlier had brought his weapon down on his skull. Ravage had just a brief moment where his body
contorted with agony before sliding into the darkness that yanked him down.
* * * *
Aleirah sat in some type of woman ’s dormitory,
one large room crammed with females of different species. She was thankful there were no others of her
tribe, which meant they’d all gotten away. She had provided a diversion to ensure the women and cubs could escape
into the thick underbrush of the forest, to hide from the Sennex raiders. When she saw Ravage overwhelmed with six
soldiers, one who happened to bash him in the head, she had rushed to help her
Alpha, only to be captured herself.
Ravage
would be mad at her once he learned she hadn’t followed the other women to
safety, but she was not the type of female to do nothing. She had loved him her whole life, from the
first moment she’d seen him. Even as a
child she knew there was something special about the black haired, blue eyed
boy who commanded all around him, even at the tender age of ten. Just as she knew she was meant to be
his. But an accident right before she
was to go into the mating ceremony changed the path of her life. She was no longer fit to be the mate of the
Alpha, so she switched her dedication to helping their people, giving up her
dream on one day being his. Even though she couldn’t share her life with him,
she still loved him. Breaking bones and
tearing flesh didn’t scare her, but being parted forever from Ravage did.
So
far, Kappuah was large, noisy, and full of smog. How the inhabitants of the moon managed to
live with such pollution clogging their lungs she didn’t know. Once they’d landed, the women had been
transported away from the men, toward this long narrow building that stank of
unwashed bodies and bodily secretions. Unsanitary conditions caused her stomach to heave, but she swallowed
down the nausea. The first few days she
did nothing but adapt to the new environment, but now it was time to escape and
find Ravage.
A change of the guards happened
every two hours. The new men would step
inside the dormitory and take a visual survey of the women being held
hostage. Aleirah had become used to
their predictable pattern and knew the opportunity lay when they opened the
door for the head count. It was the only
way in or out, and she would have only seconds to