Stolen by the Zandian: An Alien Warrior Romance by Renee Rose & Rebel West

Author:Renee Rose & Rebel West [Rose, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Burning Desires
Published: 2020-12-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Kailani

Later on, once I’ve cleaned up and we’ve donned our newly dried clothes, we sit together again, watching the rain and waiting. Although I still feel a powerful connection with Khrys, looking out at the alien landscape has my anxiety growing as I think about our situation and my future.

“The Kraa never talked about these storms.” I stare at the mayhem just feet in front of our faces. “Although they didn’t exactly chat with me about all of their adventures.”

Now that we’re safe—at least for the moment—my mind goes back to the sacks we discarded during our escape. “Do you think the flowers we gathered will survive the storm?”

Khrys is silent for a second. “The bags are strong and waterproof. But we need to go to the craft immediately, Kailani, when we can leave this cave and get to Zandia. We have limited time.”

I tense. “No. I need them,” I whisper, my whole body numb with disappointment. “I don’t understand why we can’t take one more solar cycle. Just one. What’s the huge rush?”

“We can come back with reinforcements later.” He doesn’t explain our tight timeframe to me.

“But later means in a few lunar cycles, Khrys.” My voice is taut with worry. “Their rainy season is upon us. If we don’t get flowers now…” I try not to think about suffering from headaches constantly.

I take a flower from my jacket and eat some of the pollen before stowing the bloom back in the fabric. “These few won’t last long.” I’m glad I took at least several to keep personally.

He sighs and mutters, “Veck. Another spectacular failure.”

“What?” I frown, twisting to look up at him.

“Nothing.” He shakes his head.

“It sounded like you said, another spectacular failure. Remember my ears?” I gesture to my head.

He gives a bitter chuckle. “It’s worlds apart from anything that concerns you. You don’t care about these things.”

I bite my lip. The words come before I can process what they mean: “But I do care. Please tell me.”

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