Fire: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Rogue Alien Warriors Book 3) by Hattie Jacks

Author:Hattie Jacks [Jacks, Hattie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-13T05:00:00+00:00

SOPHIE

I follow Kyt through into the szent room, somewhere that’s designed to be intimidating, even if I’m not intimidated.

The huge table, its metal surface like glass, which only makes the fact it’s crafted from a million bot parts even more obvious. Around the table are six chairs, all made in the same way. The last chair at the head of the table looks like a throne. The vicious spikes that extend like a halo from the back are a twisted and impressive representation of Gryn wing feathers. Steely and strong. Unbendable and unbreakable.

Sitting in this truly terrifying chair is Jyr, looking even bigger and scarier than usual. Fyn, his second in command, sits next to him, glowering.

But that’s his default expression, and I’ve seen him look at his mate, Lucy, as if she’s the only creature in existence, so his scowl doesn’t bother me. Plus, both Lucy and a heavily pregnant Viv are sitting in the other chairs, and they try to look encouraging.

I’m just pleased that Kyt is with me. Although I’m sure I could sell our plan to Jyr and Fyn, having his reassuring presence, all fluffy feathers and cocky attitude, beside me, I feel like I could sell them the world.

“Why the meeting without szent?” Jyr booms across the room at us, and I feel myself sidle just a little closer to Kyt. “What’s so important but not important enough, it doesn’t need all the seniors.”

“I don’t think this needs all the senior’s approval, not at this time. It’s just preliminary, but I’m going to need some mercs.” Kyt replies, dropping into one of the empty chairs and slinging one leg over the armrest, his wings drooping behind him.

I slide into one of the other empty chairs, trying to work out what his intentions are with Jyr and Fyn.

“As you know, we’re going to need fresh bot parts.” Kyt continues, studying his claws. “Joykill ones.”

“I can see why this is not for szent,” Fyn snorts. “Why even ask? You can get fresh parts anytime you like.”

“I want the parts attached to the joykill.” Kyt raises his head, fixing his gaze on Jyr. “A fully operational one.”

“What? Vrex you, Kyt! No!” Fyn fires out, standing menacingly.

Kyt is on his feet, holding up his hands, wings outstretched. “Hear me out. I need the live bot in order to have access to the circuitry, but I’ve also worked out a way of disabling them that should give us the edge. If we utilize crossbow bolts into the engines, this will shut the weapons system down even if the bot itself keeps moving and it’ll give the patrols a chance to destroy the rest.”

“What makes you think that?” Jyr rumbles from his statue-like position at the head of the table.

“Since they got the new weapons, I’ve noticed they don’t operate independently like the laser whips. Their new weapons are their weak point because they are linked. I believe if we can adapt to this new weak point, it’ll give us the edge over Proto.

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