He smiled, standing up and pulling me with him. “I am more than happy about my bride,” he crooned. “But if said bride had beenwillingfrom the start, it definitely would have been a bonus.”
Would the others share Ghauro’s values, though?
We were led through corridors and to the familiar room Ghauro and I met for the first time. He frowned as voices rose inside the room. The argument happening on the other side didn’t stop the man from knocking and opening the door, only for me to freeze, eyes wide, and Ghauro to grunt his displeasure.
“What is—”
“Gemin,” he muttered.
All eyes turned to us. Tome.
The alien male standing in the middle of the room was huge and terrifying. Not that his body was deformed or not proportionate, but large, white feathery wings were spread wide behind his back. Two sets of long and huge horns grew from his head and extended far behind, hispointy ears, not as long, following the curve on the sides of his face. His skin, leathery and textured with patterns like it was an armor, was pearly white.
But his eyes…
Entirely white, and staring at me like it was judging my soul, before turning his face back toward Maxwell, who was cowering in a corner.
“What do you mean, youlost her?” he snapped.
Maxwell’s throat bobbed. “I-I don’t know what happened. The shuttle that brought her back from one of our colonies was attacked straight as it flew over Gemini and we lost contact with the whole crew as it crashed on your planet. She was supposed to arrive yesterday, but—”
“Itcrashed? You are telling me that our female is stuck in a metal box thatcrashed?”
Maxwell nodded. “It—we still have its signal, but no one is answering inside.”
The terrifying winged man took a step forward and Ghauro moved to place himself in front of me. “Give me its location,” the male growled. “If she is dead or I do not find her, prepare for Nitochi’s wrath.”
“I-I thought Nitochi didn’t even want to be part of this whole thing,” Maxwell said, trying to retreatintothe wall.
“Iwanted to, so he is part of it. If our bride is not found, Nitochi will be more than happy to display the unyielding side of our shared soul to your whole station.”
Maxwell’s face turned ashen. “Y-yes sir Baelor.”
As the winged man walked to the door, Ghauro pulled me aside. But Baelor stopped at our level, ignoring the man who had opened for him to leave. His white eyes roveover me from head to toes. Assessing. Studying. His jaw clenched and he left without saying another word.
The room temperature came back to normal, everyone exhaling a charged breath as soon as the door closed behind him.
“Consider yourself lucky for not facing Nitochi instead of him,” Ghauro drawled as he led me to a chair.
Maxwell cleared his throat. “Nitochi isn’t allowed on the station anymore. Not withoutrestraints.”
Wow. Considering how scared I had been facing this one, I wondered if I would have fainted if I had to face that other one.
“So, since Miss Winsbur is missing, let’s move directly to the medical side of this meeting.”
I guess if she wasn’t here, there was no need for me to reassure her it was going to be alright…Something I wouldn’t be able to do anyway after seeing the alien this girl had been paired with. Utterly terrifying.
“I’ll go straight to the point,” he continued. “Any chance you might be pregnant from your first ovulation on Taurus?”
I shook my head and he narrowed his eyes at me, studying my face for a few seconds before going back to his tablet. “Okay. How are you feeling? Has anything happened since we last talked?”
“Nothing. I’m perfectly fine.”
“No sickness, allergies, bad reaction to food…” he listed.
“Nope. I’m all good.”
He gave a short nod and typed a few things before a new page appeared.
