Claimed by the Alien Barbarian: A Sci Fi Alien Romance (Warrior Clans of Maekon Book 1) by Jude Gray

Author:Jude Gray [Gray, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“The fucking tea,” I yell. I race after Natalie, and Kkor, angry but silent, is right behind me. I can’t see—the fog seems worse instead of better, wrapping around me like gauzy curtains, muffling the sounds, disorienting me completely.

In seconds, I’m lost.

If Natalie dies because of the tea I forced her to take, that’s on me. I can’t lose the only family I have here. I can’t. I won’t survive it. I know I’ve fixated on my aunt and cousins, but that’s how I was able to keep sane through the insane things that have happened to me. They’re all that’s left of my life, and I absolutely cannot lose them.

I’m completely terrified. My breath is whooshing from me like a bellows and my heart is pounding against my chest so hard it hurts. I can’t yell for help because I’m afraid the mahsk, whatever the hell they are, will hear me.

I walk slowly through the mist, and finally, I’m in an area where the mist appears to be dissipating. Strangely enough, the fog wasn’t so bad when I rode in with Kkor. It was there, but not so thick I couldn’t see through it. But it seems now like the sun might be burning it off. As it thins, it hangs in the air with trailing ends like a tattered gown, and suddenly I hear another sound.

Thundering hooves—and that means one thing.

Someone else is coming.

I recognize the sound of heavy sakin hooves. Kkor never said if the mahsk ride or not, but I got the feeling they don’t—that they themselves are animals. Animals with an appetite for living flesh.

I shiver and move closer to the tree, worried I’ll be stomped when the animal arrives. The fog thins further and I hear other sounds—screams, roars, and the shrieks of raging sakins—and panic overtakes me. Is this real? Can it be real?

I shove away from the protective tree and turn to run, and in that second, a sakin and his rider materialize from the fog. The animal rears up and paws the air, his screeches piercing my ears, and then his front hooves hit the ground hard enough, I think, to make the world shake. And then, both man and beast stare at me with quickly fading rage. Rage that becomes shock and confusion and then swiftly changes to rage once again.

“Kaleon,” I cry. I lift my arms. “Kaleon.” I begin to sob, because I’m afraid to believe he’s here, that somehow, he’s really here, and he will save me from the mist, the fear, and the awful mahsk.

Then he knees the beast to me, leans out of his saddle, and with one strong arm, lifts me onto his sakin. He wraps that same arm around me, wheels his mount around, and with a roar that scares me more than any mahsk could, he takes us out of the fog.

Seconds later, I see what he was chasing when he happened upon me. I see a mahsk—and in person it’s worse than Kkor described it.

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