Taken by the Wanderer: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Mates of the Thrall Book 1) by Sarah Blake

Author:Sarah Blake [Blake, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Rae

There’s no more talk about running away or returning to the humans. There’s no more bickering about me boarding the Thrall mothership.

I saw what it did to Argo to think I was gone, to be parted from me for even just a few frightened hours, and even if I know that hating him would be easier, my feelings can’t be helped.

Stupidly, irresponsibly, blindly, I care about him.

I don’t want him to suffer. I don’t want either of us parted, miserable, until we figure out if this bond can be silenced for good.

For now, we’re stuck together.

So the arguing ceases. Half of it due to my reasoning, and the other half due to the fact that, after almost a full week here, I’m utterly and completely drained. We’ve survived near-death experiences, starvation, dehydration, withdrawal, and the violent beginning of Argo’s mate bond.

It’s exhausted me to the point of not caring if I get taken to the mothership or sent home. I’d be relieved to be prisoner anywhere as long as I have a hot shower and a plate of something filling.

One thing at a time, Rae, I remind myself as we walk. Get off this planet. Figure out how to extricate myself from Argo without sending both of us into a desire-crazed, panicked state. Figure out how to get home.

Argo remains quiet for most of the day as we skirt along the remains of the highway towards what we pray will be higher ground. I’ve completely lost my sense of direction with the thick jungle closing in around us, and we have to go off where we think the beach was to keep moving.

We walk until the rain starts again, sometime in the afternoon, and even though we haven’t reached any useful ruins, the downpour is so icy that I don’t know how much ground I’ll cover with the amount of shivering I do.

“This cruiser will do,” Argo puts two fingers on my arm, leading me out of the storm and towards another shell of a hover craft.

This one is slightly more intact than the last but has a number of large holes in the roof that might prevent us from getting a fire made, and probably force us to sleep closer than we have the entire journey.

We make our way over, and while Argo tries his best to patch the roof with some stray metal debris outside, I crawl into the front, where the dashboard would have been, searching for anything useful.

The covers are useless, the rain comes through anyways, and he returns to our shelter with a bleak expression.

My captor. My mate.

In only a few days he’s become so important that his misery worsens mine, his emotions shared. I abandon my search, holding a handful of wires so rusted they’d be more useful for poking myself with than actually connecting anything.

Argo slumps down wetly, back against the side of the craft, and rakes a hand through his hair. He opens his pockets and takes out one nutrient capsule, which he holds out to me.

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