in his own quarters, away from her people, where he would have had every opportunity to harm her, and hadn’t. “Is there anywhere else the women can stay? I don’t care if it makes the men freak out, stun them all, incapacitate them if they act up, but the women need to be somewhere else. Please,” His eyes hardened to metallic disks, and she watched his pupils elongate vertically, felt the thrum of tension rise and the two warriors beside them stiffen in readiness. “It will be so.” Tarek growled softly, and the warrior to her left lifted his wrist to bark short, sharp commands to someone listening to prepare a second barrack on another level for the women.
She almost sagged with relief, and her alien warrior, missed none of that. “They are already frightened of my warriors.” She nodded and took a deep breath, knowing that this wasn’t going to be pretty. “I’ll handle it.” He still hadn’t moved or let go of her face, “You are in no danger,” She nodded, unknotting her hands from the folds of her skirt and let herself relax into his touch. “I know.” Him at her back gave her courage to do this, to step around him and approach the knot of scared, angry humans still reeling from having just lost their home, and discovering they were the only ones to survive our of eight thousand. She knew she was, but she wasn’t plotting to harm the beings who had rescued her like an idiot. She was about to yank the tiger’s tail and hope the lion at her back was faster. “Captain!”
Her sharp shout made Ethan stop mid hissed word and comically turn around like he was expecting someone else. Almost saluting before he could stop himself and scowl when he saw her. “Lieutenant, nice of you to join us. You’re out of uniform.” He said nastily, and she stopped just out of reach of the closest crewman, calmly folding her hands in front of her, emboldened by the heat of Tarek behind her. “And you’re out of line.” The look on his handsome face was comical, the shock that made his blue eyes fly wide, his tanned cheeks turn hot with anger and his jaw clench. He was taller than she was, likely one of the more muscular among the remaining human crew, certainly the most attractive, but then his parents had both been stunning, so it wasn’t surprising. However it was almost inconceivable that the two highly intelligent scientists had spawned such a disgustingly stupid beast of a son. “What, did you say?”
She saw how the knot of seven people she’d managed to get on the shuttle to escape, moved away from the rest of the group, clearly having chosen a side in what was likely going to be a shit show. “I said, you’re out of line. Clearly, you’re in shock after what just happened to us, we all are, but as the senior officer in charge of the remaining survivors of the Aria , you should be regrouping, not plotting a coup. Sir.” It became very clear, who was with Ethan in panic mode, and who was not. Some of the crew looked relieved that Ethan’s stupid idea of trying to take over the ship wouldn’t fly, and when she looked to her seven, who’d known that the warriors could speak English, the women almost smirked, and the two men just looked stony, standing at the head of the little group, with the women behind them. Brooks and she didn’t know the younger one’s name, but she liked them already.
Ethan shoved through the small crowd and stumbled to a stop when Tarek stepped up closer to her, glowering first at him, then at her and looked her over with a leer that previously would have made her skin crawl with uncertainty. But she’d always been too big for him, too difficult to shove into an unoccupied storage room, too big to use his strength to overpower her. Didn’t mean however that he and his pack of vultures couldn’t have cornered her and held her down while he attempted to rape her. Too bad his pack of vultures were already dead. Too bad he wasn’t with them. “You, are