Alien Dawn by Kaitlyn O'Connor

Author:Kaitlyn O'Connor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: barbarian, spicy, alpha male, crash landing, marooned, alien abductee, alien abduction sex, alien abduction ebook, flying alien, apocalyptic scenario

Chapter Eleven

As preoccupied as Zhor was with his discovery of alien machines on the plateau, the aroma that hit him right between the eyes when he entered the rooke stopped him in his tracks as abruptly as if he had slammed into an invisible wall. A mixture of emotions too varied and numerous to sort went through him—among them nostalgia so potent that it was almost debilitating—scattering his reasoning abilities as surely as if he had been physically assaulted.

“What dat?” he demanded.

Annika gaped at him guiltily, still too focused on trying to sort her impressions to grasp what he’d asked. “What?” she asked, quickly shoving the blanket she’d been examining in the light from the air shaft behind her.

He sent her a strange look.

Reddening, she pulled the blanket from behind her. “This?”

He stared at the blanket blankly, clearly more confused, not less. After a pregnant moment while she waited to see what it was he was accusing her of so that she could formulate a defense, he sniffed the air. “Dat.”

Annika blinked at him a couple of times, but she had only to take in a long drag of air herself to abruptly conclude he was asking about the stew, not what she was doing plundering through his belongings. “Oh. Stew.”

He knew that word. What he was smelling sure as hell did not smell like the stuff she had called stew before.

After studying her a long moment, trying to grasp the vibes he was getting from her, he shook off the effort and followed the smell.

The heavenly scent was coming from the pot, he decided as he stared down at the bubbling mixture, but he was damned if he could see a notable difference. He glanced at Ah-na when she followed him in. “Dis … uh … Podunk stew?”

Relieved that he didn’t seem pissed off, Annika smiled at him. “Smells good, huh?”

He grinned back at her and Annika thought for a moment that her heart was going to beat her to death—or choke her. “Eat now?”

It took her a few moments to recover her equilibrium.

Well, somewhat gather her wits. “Uh.” She had no clue how long it had been cooking. “I should test it. I’m not sure.”

He looked suspicious when she fished a small piece of meat out and cut off a piece that was barely a mouthful. Then she popped it in her mouth, chewed experimentally, and then shook her head. “Still too tough—tough enough to make shoes,” she said disgustedly.

Zhor studied her with a mixture of suspicion and disappointment.

Annika shook her head. “Fine! Try it if you don’t believe me.”

Zhor instantly snatched the rest of the meat and popped it in his mouth.

And chewed.

And chewed.

And chewed.

Annika snickered in spite of her embarrassment. “I told you it was still too tough to eat. It needs to cook a while.”

Swallowing brought tears to his eyes but clearly he would rather choke than admit defeat or waste it. “Good.”

Annika laughed. “Sure.”

“Dah! Good.” He paused. “Make shoes.”

Annika popped his arm playfully before she even considered the impulse.

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