Flight To Exile by Chris Reher

Author:Chris Reher [Reher, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adventure, Twins, Science Fiction, love triangle, telepathy
ISBN: 9780991698585
Publisher: Nerds Unlimited
Published: 2013-10-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

It was barely dawn when Galen awoke to the sound of the children outside as he had every morning since they had arrived at the village. He blinked into a beam of bright sunlight filtering down between the trees and into the dim comfort of their hut, yesterday’s episode with the La’il fading from his mind like the nightmare it had been. He stretched lazily, feeling content, and turned toward Aletha curled up beside him. He leaned over her and buried his face in her disheveled hair, breathing of her scent. By his calculation it would take at least three days to reach the mountains, perhaps another to find the gate. Four more days of this loving and lighthearted woman who was destined to become as powerful as the La'il, perhaps learn cruelty and selfish vanity along with the knowledge to control everything that existed on the Homeworld. Four more days before she learned that her future did not include him. Would it matter to her? Now it did, perhaps, on their carefree journey through Thali’s beautiful wilderness, but the La’il was right: Once Aletha discovered the true extent of her abilities, the prospect of losing his company would not bother her for long.

“Why are you growling in my ear?” Aletha mumbled sleepily.

He smiled and pulled back to look into her face. “I was purring.” He nuzzled her neck and let his hand journey along her body.

“What is making you purr?”

“Probably your hand there is making me purr,” he replied, stifling a moan.

She moved her hand again. “That hand?”

“Yeah, that one.” His lips touched her breast. “How would you like to learn another new and interesting use for chi’ro?”

Aletha smiled and waited expectantly for his demonstration. He groaned loudly when a polite scratching noise near the door announced a visitor.

“Pardon me, please,” a woman's voice intoned outside when no one answered her signal. “But Minh has asked to see the brothers immediately, please.”

Aletha tried to sit up. “They’ll be there at once!”

“Can't it wait?” Galen asked her navel.

She pulled the blanket away from him and gave him a little shove. “Come, get up. Wake Chor. If Minh wants to see you then you go to her. That’s the way it is here.”

“And I suppose you get to sleep another hour.” After tossing his hair into some semblance of order, he tied a blue kilt around his waist and shrugged into a shirt.

Aletha blinked into the daylight entering the lodge when the mat covering the doorway was taken away. “Hey, you,” she shouted at Chor. “I’m not dressed.”

He smirked and propped his forearms against the top frame of the door, using his bulk to block most of the entrance and the view of anyone who might be passing by outside. His hair curled freely to his bare shoulders and the long, green sarong contrasted nicely with the deep tan of his skin. Aletha wondered if any of the women of this village had made their way past his own door yet.

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