Chapter 16
Faith
Humiliation did not cover what she felt after realizing she had fainted again and woke up an unknown amount of time later in Logan’s arms. Not that she minded Logan holding her. It was having no choice about being in his arms. Okay, she would choose it, but not right away. She might fight the decision a little. Mom always said a woman should make the man work for it. She did not know whatitwas at the time.
“Are you sure you can walk the rest of the way? I don’t mind carrying you to the medical facility,” Logan offered.
“I’m walking. Thank you very much,” she said, glaring at him.
She was behaving poorly, but she didn’t want to look weak, or weaker than she already was. Faith knew she should apologize, but she had no friends here. Logan was all that stood between her and an unmarked grave. Wrapping her arms around herself, she tucked her head down. Maybe no one would notice her with these big, hulking, sexy aliens around.
Logan placed a hand on her shoulder, turning her to look at him. “I promised that no harm would come to you, and I mean that. Drastan warriors are known for being truthful and honorable.”
“This is true,” Warrior Powers said, stepping up to her other side. “Once we commit to protecting someone, we do not back down—ever.”
That made her feel a little better. She gave them a small smile. Logan was about to say something else, but he was rudely interrupted.
“Captain, the colonel demands your presence in his office,” Lt. Vasquez told him as soon as they got off the elevator leading them down into the dome.
It was easy to see by his expression that Logan did not enjoy being ordered around by humans. During the short time she spent with him, she knew he would eventually put the dome leader in his place. The truth was coming out about what was happening on Earth. Faith wondered whether the aliens would up and remove their offer of help and leave. That thought made her sad.
“I will meet with Dome Leader Winstead after I have escorted the female to the medical facility.”
Lt. Vasquez sputtered. “You… you have to come with me now!”
“No, I do not. What level is the medical facility located?”
“I… the colonel expects me to bring you. I must follow his orders.”
“I don’t answer to your dome leader. I will see to the female’s well-being, and I want to check on my injured warrior.”
“We know how to get to the medical facility, Captain,” Warrior Powers said.
“Let us go.” Logan placed his hand on Faith’s back and followed Powers with Warrior Lake guarding their backs.
There was another elevator they took to the third level. Many eyes were watching them as they made their way down a blue hallway. She noticed they painted the walls and corridors in different colors. Envy struck her in her heart. What she wouldn’t give to get her hands on fresh paint with bright colors.
“Are you okay, Faith?”
“I’m fine.”
“How much farther?” Logan asked.
“It’s the red double doors at the end of the hallway,” Warrior Lake said.
“I’ll get the doors for you.” Warrior Powers rushed forward to open the doors.
Faith tried to jerk away from him. He looked at her with concern. “What is wrong?”
“You guys are acting like I’m about to die or something. I’m perfectly fine.” She coughed.
“We just want to make sure they check you for damage from the sandstorm or the fall we took. You may need treatment for chemical exposure. I noticed color on your fingers.”
She suddenly stopped walking and placed her hands on her hips. “Are you serious? That was paint. I’m an artist, or I used to be years ago.”
“You have been coughing and wheezing.”
“Everyone in my tribe has been coughing or wheezing for years. I’m one of the healthier ones.”
