Brocke: Alien Warlord's Conquest (Scifi Surprise Pregnancy Alien Military Romance) Read Online Free PDF

moment. For some reason, as soon as he’d spoken the word, her mind conjured up the image of the man on the rooftop. The look in his eyes when he’d thought that was where he was headed. The absolute, mindless horror she’d witnessed.
    “No,” she said firmly. “I wanted to know what it was. I don’t remember asking for a sentence or a tour, although I’ll take the latter if you’re offering.”
    The warrior laughed. There was a nice quality to it, a warmth she liked, although she also got the sense she was treading a very thin line.
    “They described you accurately,” he said, giving her a look that made her tingle from head to toe.
    “Who they?” she asked, frowning.
    “Not important. But they said you were ferocious, not easily intimidated. Even by me.”
    “And?” Cora pressed, seeing there was more.
    “And that it all came from a perceived sense of safety.”
    As soon as he’d spoken the words, the last syllable still rolling off his tongue, a silence set. It came from him, took ahold of the room like a physical manifestation of his will. The blue eyes that Cora felt herself drowning in were taking her apart now, piece by piece, until she felt as helpless as she truly was.
    Then the moment passed, and she was left sitting there, trying to breathe.
    “As it happens, you have nothing to fear from me,” the warrior went on. “You are not here as a prisoner, Lieutenant Frey. If you were, things would be very different.”
    “Okay,” Cora said slowly. “Can we move on to the why and who then?”
    “You know who I am.”
    She did.
    Cora hadn’t been able to find out much before they took her, but the little had been enough to answer that question. And Brocke’s name was familiar to her from the moment she’d first set foot on Gaiya.
    The chieftain’s son. One of the first half-breeds. The most powerful fighter in the entire realm, an estimate no one was keen on testing, making the claim all the plausible. And the most feared man on Gaiya.
    His father’s executioner. The guardian of Gomor, Nadar’s secret prison.
    Brocke smiled, and Cora was ripped from her thoughts, instantly reminded that she could add “the most gorgeous man alive” to that list.
    I’m so fucked. I wonder if he knows how fucked I want to be.
    “I see you do,” Brocke said, pacing around the room with slow, almost languid steps. “That will spare us some time. Now that we’ve been introduced, onto the why , as you said. It has come to my attention that we have the same problem.”
    Cora stared. The words spilled over her lips without her brain being able to stop them.
    “You don’t strike me as the type of a man who has problems.”
    Brocke nodded, growing serious.
    “Normally, that would be true. Today, my problem is hiding from me. Condor is very good at that.”
    “Condor,” Cora repeated, leaning forward on the edge of her seat. “What do you know about him?”
    “Everything,” Brocke said, turning to look her straight in the eyes. “And you know everything about his operation, I’m told. You’ve been investigating the half-breed murders, have you not?”
    “I have. Last night, there was a guy who said Condor has escaped.”
    The look in Brocke’s eyes was nothing short of thunderous as he nailed her to the spot with his fiery gaze.
    “He didn’t escape. No one escapes Gomor. I let him get out.”
    “ Why ?” Cora asked, not believing her ears. “Why would you let the man responsible for all that death out of your prison?”
    “To catch him. To end this.”
    Cora was starting to understand. She slunk back in her seat, looking at the warrior.
    “You don’t know where he is,” she said. “You lost him.”
    “I did,” Brocke admitted, although the fact didn’t seem to bother him much. “I thought to give him a running start, but he slipped away from me. He has allies, he always does. Now time is of the essence since he knows I’m after him. He knows there will be no prison for him once I find