Tamed by an Alien Warlord (Fated Mates of the Ferlaern Warriors Book 2) by Ava Ross

Author:Ava Ross [Ross, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

14

Rayne

He helped me climb down the branch to the walkway. My feet landed with a solid clunk. Would we continue as we were, finding feverish moments alone without mentioning what happened?

I wasn’t sure how I felt about it other than loving the outcome.

One of these days, we’d need to talk about where this might be heading, but was there anything wrong with taking each moment as it came without analyzing what it meant?

Voices echoed from nearby, telling me we wouldn’t be alone for long. I ached to drag him back into the nest for another round.

“Laylee’s hungry,” Missy said, her head poking over the nest. “I led her around and around until she was panting so she’s gotta be stronger. Can we feed her?”

With a quick flash of his fangs my way, Durran dropped down beside the lizard and pulled a blade from a hilt at his waist. “Watch me, youngling,” he said. “If you are going to care for a hatchling, you must learn everything.”

She joined us on the walkway, her hand jutting toward the knife. “Let me do it?”

I struggled not to gape at my daughter. She’d never been squeamish but gutting a lizard was a little different from squishing an ant.

“Watch this time,” he said as she sat next to him. “Next time, you will do it.” With infinite care, he explained each part of the process.

I leaned against the rail and watched them together, struggling not to see this as a bonding moment between them. It would be unfair to start dreaming of Durran taking a father role with my daughter. He might not want something like that. She would, though, and I couldn’t bear to see her hurt if things didn’t work out between us.

Work out between us… I was assuming there was an us.

Maybe a new us. We’d been intimate. We were working together to save the clan’s trees and Laylee. We were growing closer. This had to be leading somewhere. I came here to form a relationship with a Ferlaern. Why not Durran?

He cleaned the dead creature, placing bits of meat on two big leaves, then washed his hands in a bucket. After cleaning his knife, he returned it to its sheath and folded the leaves to make packages. After handing one to Missy, his head jerked toward the nest. “Let’s climb up. I’ll show you how to feed Laylee and leave the other package for Jorlorn’s hatchling.”

I followed them across a big nest at the top of the branch, gazing wide-eyed up at the enormous trundier perched on the side. It watched us with a benign expression that sharpened when we went near its hatchling.

When we left the valley weeks ago, I watched Durran fly this beast, and they were a thing of beauty mid-air. If I asked, would he take me flying with him sometime? I rode with one of the other warriors to the valley, all the time longing to be in Durran’s arms.

As Jorlorn’s pup gobbled up the meat, we climbed over the back side of the nest and parted a thick curtain of canopy.

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