Um.
“Thank you.”
“Shall we talk privately?” he asked.
Dommik’s hold on her tightened and it was then she noticed he was wearing only his bio-suit. “No,” he answered for her.
“No?”
Kat pushed away. “Yes. We can talk privately.” She had the full use of her mind now that her pain was gone. The alien bowed his head. Her curiosity wouldn’t be denied.
Dommik pulled her close, his hand tangling in her hair. He whispered into her ear. “Don’t let him touch you. If you need me, I’m a breath away. A heartbeat. A flinch and a whisper.”
They were being scrutinized.
She twisted away. “You got into a fight. I can fix this,” her hand waved at his attire. “I’m not an idiot and I don’t plan on dying this day.” She turned toward the Trentian. “We can speak in the hold. Have you seen it? There are some very interesting creatures we’re traveling with.”
The men let her through as she led them back to the enclosures. Dommik and the guards waited as she and the imposing leader left the group behind.
Kat wasn’t going to impede this mission if she could help it. If she had to shmooze safe travel, she would. It’s not like she wasn’t already living in a very un-gilded cage. The Trentians knew of her existence now. The androids milled about. Dommik could see through their eyes. It was safe.
“Dommik has shown us the creatures and has assured us that his hosts will not interrupt any of our ecosystems or be set free on any of our habitable planets.”
Kat turned to the godly alien, he startled her like his rainbows, and if her heart hadn’t already been taken away, she might’ve not been opposed to an abduction. She also wanted to hold his scythe.
“What’s your name?” she asked, meeting his ethereal gaze.
“Space Lord, Markoss.”
Her heart sank and she hugged herself away from him. “Lord Markoss,” she bowed her head in the way he bowed his, “what do you want to talk about?”
“You and your captain have a way of getting to the point. Talina. Katalina.”
“Yes.” Kat was nervous but tried not to show it.
“Are you here by free-will?”
“Yes.”
The alien clasped his hands behind his back.
“Has the Cyborg hurt you in any way?”
“No.”Damn him and his stupid roaches and plants.She lied.
Markoss gifted her a chilling smile. “Are you claimed? I do not see a ring on your finger.”
“Yes. Not by marriage.”
“By Dommik?”
Kat sighed, “Yes.”Yes, yes, yes.
“Your eyes are green.” He walked around her and she shifted uncomfortably. “So are mine. It is a fine trait to have, Katalina.” Markoss stopped again before her. “But I have no intention of taking claimed females even if they are claimed by liars. You see, Katalina, Cyborgs cannot have children which I can only assume…”
“I don’t understand?”
“That you seek refuge.”
