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“A seer once told me that my beginning and my end would start with an unlikely mating involving a woman with purple eyes. I have been on many colonies, planets, and many moons. It was not until you sent me on the last raid that I had seen any woman with eyes such as hers. And so, I believe she is mine.”
“Your beginning and your end?” King Crencik questioned. “Well, what does that mean?”
“As you know, I have won many battles with your son Anik. You chose me as alpha warlord many moons ago and to this day I have been challenged for my position but no one has been able to defeat me.”
“Well, yes…” King Crencik nodded. “You are undefeatable. Hard to kill.”
“Yet, all things must end. You say we must breed. You sent us looking for mates. I have found mine, Your Majesty. I have spent time in the cave of reflection. I now know what the seer was trying to tell me.”
“What is that?”
“My time as alpha warlord will come to an end only under one condition, Sire. My heir. I shall only relinquish my title to my heir,” Vaxar said with certainty.
“And you believe the Earth female with the purple eyes is the one to give you said heir?”
Vaxar nodded. “Mak. I haven’t wanted anything else this badly. Not like this. By auction or a challenge to direct combat, I will do anything to have this woman.”
Kind Crencik looked down at Aurora. “She possess some kind of energy. One we don’t have in our colony.” Her eyes wandered over her. I knew he was trying to read her thoughts. Aliens with blue auras could intercept almost any thought process. But Crencik was my king and I was honored to be a part of his kingdom. My thoughts were an open book to him, so there was no reason for him to believe that what I told him was a lie. “Strange. She is blocked to me. Like the golden ones…she is blocked.” King Crencik frowned.
“She is not ordinary,” I said.
“I see. Is there anyone here who wishes to challenge Vaxar? Anyone?”
A tall warrior stepped forward. “We all know that Vaxar will kill for what he wants. No one wishes to die on this day. He shall have the purple-eyed witch if that’s what he wants.”
“She is yours, Vaxar. Cut her ropes,” King Crencik agreed.
By the time, Vaxar came to cut the ropes that bonded my wrists, I had already worked up enough anger to set the whole place on fire. I could feel the energy rushing through my veins. It wasn’t the only thing I felt. In the presence of Vaxar, I almost caved under pressure. I had never been attracted to hunky looking types like him. They were too pig-headed and arrogant for their own good. But there was something about Vaxar and his pride that caught my interest.
“I will never break a promise,” he said to me, reminding me of the declaration he made of the ship before they stuffed me in the cryo-pod.
“Well, I never tell a lie,” I challenged him. “My body will never breed you an heir. Choose someone else to take to your bed.”
Despite the auction proceeding without us, some of the warriors must have heard me defying him. They looked at me with disdain and almost pity for Vaxar. But Vaxar only smiled.
“No other woman will do, she-devil. No one here has a backbone like yours. But you will never break for anyone but me, Aurora, this I promise you.”
Chapter Six
Vaxar
I knew Aurora would defy me, but I was up for a challenge.
I wasn’t a patient being by all means but I would wait until she realized that I wasn’t the enemy. After all, she was the one who bewitched me as the seer had told me. She told me that I’d have no ordinary mate. The female I mated would have the magic of her ancestors running through her veins. Not the magic of the golden ones—the seers. But the magic of the ones who were prophesied to manipulate matter—the witches. All the witches of our bloodline were gone from Zunator now. Not one was said to have remained behind. But I could see it now. In her eyes. How did she not know?
When we got outside, the look on Aurora’s face was that of amazement. I remembered that this was probably the first time she had seen our world. For almost two weeks, I was forbidden to see her or know if she would even end up at auction with the others.
“What is this place…?” She mumbled as she looked around. “It is beautiful. The skies…where are the clouds. This can’t be real.”
“It is real, Aurora. We have been here hundreds of years.”
“I know. I learned from the instructor,” she said, and then she stopped and turned around, “I will not be your slave. For breeding. Like an animal. How dare you think I’ll be okay with making another one of you so you can go back and raid planet Earth?”
I frowned. Her words were vial, but her beauty was undeniable.
“You will not be treated like an animal, she-devil, but you will submit. Calm yourself.”
Her lips turned up in a scowl. “Why do you call me, she-devil?”