would have said for sure that a Chaetdorian had killed Mandy, but if there was no evidence of an assault of a sexual nature, then it could not have been one of their males. At least, not one in the grips of madness.
What the Hell was going on?
“So why did you choose to stay?” Nora asked as they sat down in what Alice could only describe as a sort of canteen. There were large oversized tables spread out around the room, surrounded by very large chairs. Well, they were large to her and Nora, but to a Chaetdorian male she guessed they were just about right. And there were a bunch of strange machines lining one of the walls. Nora had called them food consoles. If that was where the food she and the others had eaten had come from, then she wasn’t interested in anything that they produced. Alice loved to cook – or, at least, she had once, before Frank – she had never been one for processed foods. She would have to see what she could do about that.
“I'm not really sure,” Alice mumbled. At the time, she had secretly hoped that there was something between her and the male from her dreams. But as time went by, all of it spent alone in that cold, stark room until Nora had arrived to rescue her, she had come to realise that she had been fooling herself.
It had been a dream, nothing more, nothing less. To think that having a crazed sex dream about a strange alien male she had never met before, then somehow being rescued by her imaginary lover had meant anything had been totally stupid.
Well, two crazed sex dreams. Before Nora had called, she’d had the most wonderful dream. His hand fisted in her hair, his cock thrusting deep into her throat. It had felt so real. She swore that when she woke up she could taste him, taste a hint of his warm seed that he had been about to release down her throat before she’d woken up suddenly to find Nora at the door.
But she needed to get out of her head and face the facts… he wasn’t for her. Nora may have found her happy ever after, but that didn’t mean she would be so lucky.
“Well, I think you’ll have to come up with something better than that. The girls will be arriving any minute and they’re still pissed.”
“Really?”
“Really. Well, Jessie and Katie are. Hannah seems to have perked up a little bit over the past few hours. Probably due to the males that keep sniffing around them.” Nora laughed.
“What do you mean?”
“Apparently, a lot of the males on the ship are hoping that one of them will be their mate. Like I am Corr’s. They’ve spent centuries stuck on Earth and none of them had ever found their mate until he found me… and then there is you and Torq.”
Her and who?
“You lost me.”
“Torq… The male that brought us here,” Nora said, gazing deep into Alice’s eyes as if searching for something. “Corr thinks you might be his mate.”
Wait, what? No, that wasn’t possible. She had seen how Nora’s male treated her, looked at her. That was far from how he… Torq, had been around her. Hell, since his strange appearance in the holding bay when she had uttered the words that had condoned her in her friends’ eyes, she hadn’t seen him.
But then again, there had been that moment in the alley when he had leant really close and whispered those pleasure-inducing words.
‘You are mine.’
Shaking her head in denial, Alice glanced around the room again hoping for a distraction. She didn’t want to talk about it. She hadn’t been attracted to a man in so long, not since the early days with Frank. She was still a little unnerved that Torq seemed to have such an effect on her.
“Well, if he is, just be careful.,” Nora warned, placing her hand on top of Alice’s. “Torq is a Slayer.”
“A Slayer?”
“It’s one of the tribes they are separated in,” Nora explained, going on to fill Alice in on all that she had learnt from Corr.
“So why do I need to be careful?”
“Because he’s dangerous. A trained killer.
Dorothy Salisbury Davis, Jerome Ross