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neck. It hadn’t hurt much, but the jolt had been unexpected. And she had had to lie there stark naked while the alien doctor treated her and two other males watched. Sheesh!
    But she had learned her kidnapper’s name.
    Marlix , the beta had called the Commander. One of the most fearsome Alphas of Parseon. And she was held hostage in his underground bunker of a home.
    Her heart adopted a panicked beat. She’d heard the whispers of brutalities. Floggings. Executions. He’d commanded a man’s lips be sewn shut. With her own eyes, she’d witnessed him kill a beta, toss him like a sack of potatoes into a tent post. And then he’d abducted her without the slightest compunction.
    But she also recalled how gently he’d touched her after he’d laid her on the mat. Okay, maybe that was creepy in a stalker/kidnapper sort of way, but he had been tender. He’d summoned not one but two physicians. And covered her with his shirt.
    Those actions ran contrary to what she would have expected from a male from his planet. Had he treated her differently because she was Terran? But why had he abducted her? It wasn’t like he could ransom her. She wasn’t worth anything to anybody. What did he intend to do? Rape her? Keep her as a sex slave? If he’d intended to assault her, wouldn’t he have done so already? He showed all the indications of being a man of quick action. It didn’t seem likely he would have gotten her medical treatment if he intended to hurt her.
    Of course, that depended on how one defined hurt. He hadn’t hesitated to retaliate by spanking her when she’d struck him. Although it was far less severe than what he could have done, it hammered home that physically fighting him would be an ineffective way to secure her release. So after she got her crying under control, she had played possum. Feigning death warded off bear attacks, didn’t it? And Parseon males were nearly as wild. But her ploy turned out to be a futile, even dangerous strategy. If he’d believed she’d died and left her, she might have expired from her injuries without the Parseon medical intervention. She’d gathered he hadn’t thought much of the Terran physician. She didn’t either.
    So what now? Would anybody figure out where she was? Ramon had witnessed her abduction but didn’t know the identity of her kidnapper. She’d sensed that both physicians were scared shitless of Marlix, and she had a feeling they wouldn’t so much as utter a peep. She would have to figure out how to escape on her own. Tara took a deep breath. She could get out of this. She’d survived worse.
    From outside the room, she heard a murmur of male voices, and then a furious shout. “What?”
    That didn’t sound good. Heart pounding, she rearranged her body as it had been before the males had left the room.
    The door smashed against the wall. Breathe slowly. Breathe slowly. Don’t move.
    “You are not unconscious,” Marlix growled.
    For several seconds Tara considered continuing the ruse. He couldn’t know for sure she was awake, right? She’d fooled him up to this point. But something must have occurred in the corridor to clue him in, and her plan had been hasty from the start. The jig was up.
    She cracked an eyelid.
    He loomed. Right. There.
    Golden eyes blazed. He towered over her from his enormous height, and, despite a vow to show no fear, she began to shake as if she’d become afflicted by some neuromuscular disorder. She wished she had the courage to tell him to fuck off, but she’d drained her well of bravado.
    But she would rather die than beg for mercy. Convenient, she thought with disassociated wryness, considering the terror gripping her throat would not allow her to speak.
    As he glowered at her, an emotion she might have pegged as uncertainty if he’d been any other male flashed across his face. He stepped back. “Why do you engage in pretense?” he demanded.
    “I-I don’t know,” she answered. How ridiculous her ploy seemed now. She