of the cot. I supposed he had doubted my ability to move because of my injuries, but he had certainly underestimated me. Struggling to scoot down to the edge of the cot, I pulled my ankle up to me and began to try to get the knot out of the rope. Even trying to reach the knot was difficult, it being around my ankle was awkward and hard to reach with my wrists being bound. I tried from several different angles to get to the rope, having to be mindful of which way I turned my body. After several minutes of attempts, I finally managed to get both of my hands to the knot.
My attempts felt fruitless at first, with the knot not at all budging. But, the more I worked at it, it began to loosen up. Finally, after several minutes of sitting there pulling at the knot, it began to come undone. The rope finally fell to the ground and I wanted to scream in victory. I tossed my legs over the edge of the cot and slowly stood up. I had to get out of there, I needed to get home. I wasn’t about to hang around to be these aliens’ bait just to wind up dead. I moved across the room, looking for the best way to escape. My eyes took in the room as I walked, completely surprised by how lavish this alien’s home was. All of the furniture looked handcrafted and polished, giving it an expensive look; the blankets and curtains were made of valuable looking fabrics. I suppose I shouldn’t have been too surprised, considering he was a prince of some sort. I just hadn’t expected a savage people to have such intricate décor, nor the technology I saw. The lights around the room weren’t LED lights like humans had, but rather were like light bulbs in the fact they were little glass shapes. But instead of filament, they had blue electricity coursing through it, giving the room a light blue shade. Nova also had weapons hung above his bed, made of materials I wasn’t sure I even recognized. They were made of some sort of metal, with a line of blue light running down the side making it seem like it had some sort of power or something to it. Honestly, I hadn’t expected them to have electricity or any sort of advanced weaponry.
But none of that mattered, I didn’t care about their advancements; I cared about getting the hell out of there. I slowly approached one window after another, but outside of each I spotted Navani people, who would definitely kill me if they glanced over and saw me climbing out of a window. I groaned from frustration, looking around for any more options. Even though I knew there was no chance in hell of being able to just walk out the front door, I moved into the front part of the hut to see if there was anything at all that could help me escape.
When I walked through the doorway between the bedroom area and what appeared to be a kitchen area, the front door to the hut opened. I hardly had time to register that the man in the door was Nova, before he charged at me. He tackled me to the ground with a large hand around my throat. My eyes were wide as he hovered over me, completely terrified that he was going to kill me for trying to escape. I realized as he loomed overhead just how large this man was; I wasn’t exactly a petite human, I was over an average weight and I was 5’7” in height—but this man was seriously huge. He had to be over six and a half feet tall, and his muscles were so large that his bicep was the size of my head. Nova could kill me with his bare hands without even breaking a sweat.
But as I stared up at his face in terror, I realized that he didn’t seem to want to hurt me. While his hand was around my throat, he didn’t squeeze it or apply any pressure. It was as though it was his way of warning me that he could, but he wasn’t going to. His citrine eyes bore into mine, anger flared in them along with other mixed emotions. After a few long, intense moments, he finally stood and pulled me to my feet by the lock around my wrists. He dragged me into the other room again and sat me on the bed. Nova