Page 3 of Discovery


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Chapter 2

The next morning

“What’s going on?” Teagan had walked into the meal room to find it almost completely barren. She spotted one of the lieutenants finishing up his meal.

“We’re preparing to orbit around Balar.”

“Balar? Since when did we go through the wormhole?”

“Last night.”

“Why?”

“I cannot say. I’m sorry, I must get to my assigned location.”

She waved him off and went to get a plate of food. Why hadn’t LemAN said anything to her about going through the wormhole? Was there a sighting of the Morin transport? The whole reason she was still on board this ship instead of lazing on the beaches of Katiera was because of her ability to use radio waves to find the Morin transport ships that had camouflage capabilities.

After plopping down on her seat, she ate some of her food, feeling uncomfortable being the only person there. She ate a third of her plate before getting back up and taking her tray to the cleaning unit.

Commander LemAN had been a pain in her ass since day one. She was attracted to him but would not let him stop her from doing her job.Well, she wasn’t going to just wait around until LemAN decided to let her know what was what. She would take matters into her own hands.

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LemAN leaned forward as they approached the orbital pattern for Balar. “Contact Leader Toro and put him on the main screen.”

“Yes, Commander,” the communications officer responded.

The doors to the command bridge swished open and he glanced at them then did a double take. “Miss White, what are you doing here?”

“That’s what I came here to ask you. What are we doing back at Balar?” She stopped right next to him and crossed her arms over her chest. His eyes immediately went to the voluptuous swell of her creamy breasts. Her shirt was way too tight under what she called her overalls. It also showed some skin from her waist and he couldn’t help but wonder if she wore anything else under there.

“Uh, um…eyes up here, big boy.” She pointed to her eyes.

He felt heat rise to his face for having been caught ogling her. LemAN glanced around to see who was watching, and his crew quickly turned their attention elsewhere. The female made him forget where he was at times. That was unacceptable.

“Miss White, go back to your quarters and I will come and answer your questions when I am done here.”

“Hell no.”

“Commander, Leader Toro is online.”

LemAN turned to look at the large monitor as the blue alien’s image came up. “Leader Toro…we once again answered your call. What have you found?”

“Good to see you, too, Commander LemAN. Is that little Teagan with you?”

Teagan’s face lit up with pleasure. “Hi, Toro. How’s everything going?”

“Much better now that I get to see your beautiful face.”

LemAN growled low at seeing how she lit up as she spoke to the other male. She never looked at him like that, with such happiness and joy to see him. He pushed down his personal feelings and glared at the male. “You have reason to believe that the Morins have returned?”

“Yes, the electronic waves that Teagan helped identify previously have shown up sporadically.”

“Do you feel they are planning to attack you?”

“No, I think they are searching for something. The pattern they’ve taken is going from one inhabitable planet or inhabitable luna to another.”

LemAN frowned. It didn’t make sense for the Morins to not attack what they considered a less-advanced race, though the Balar people had their own defenses. “Send us the last known coordinates that you tracked the Morins to and we will investigate.”