Alien Primal's Claim by Athena Storm & Anne Hale

Author:Athena Storm & Anne Hale [Storm, Athena & Hale, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Athenaverse Press
Published: 2020-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Merrit

It’s not hard to understand why the Skuut are blind. There doesn’t seem to be a point to having a working pair of eyes when the cave we’ve entered is pitch black. I can’t help but wonder if they were blind before the Drokan drove them beneath the mountain – if not, they certainly adapted quickly to their new environment, and that makes them a more formidable foe than I’d originally thought.

The fact that I can’t see makes everything so much more terrifying. They seem to be leading me deeper underground via various tunnel systems, with so many twists and turns I have no idea where I started from or how to find my way back. I keep trying to break away from the group, but every time they find me and shove me back in line.

The passageways are so tight I can barely move. I’m never able to get any more than a meter or two at most from them before I’m captured again. My only option is to hide and remain as quiet as possible until I’m certain they’ve moved on, but then what would happen to Sirenna? I can’t just leave her here, injured and alone. It’s that thought that stops me from any further attempted getaways.

The only option is to keep moving. I trudge on, my heart lurching with every whimper that escapes from Sirenna’s throat. I try to speak to her, hoping to calm her down, but every time I do one of those hideous creatures jabs me with something sharp. After a while, I give up trying. It won’t do either of us any good if I annoy them so much that they injure me, too.

They never stop talking to one another in their strange language of clicks and screeches. I jump every time one of them makes that high-pitched sound. It’s so completely unnatural, like my brain just can’t process it. If I never hear it again, it’ll be too soon.

After what seems like hours of walking, my emotions switch from fear to anger. I don’t know anything about our captors or why they were so interested in us that they shot us out of the sky. They’d left the gliders behind, so it couldn’t have been a desire to obtain one. I already miss the light of the sun and the smell of this place is worse than a camp latrine.

I demand that they tell us where we’re being taken, but they don’t answer me. They don’t seem to understand us, just as we don’t understand them. Even if I had something to leverage or a way to negotiate with them to release us, I have no way of doing so with the language barrier between us. They have next to no reaction to my words other than to push me more forcefully on ahead of them, as if telling me to shut up.

They don’t even try to make us comfortable as they march us through the caves. The ties around my

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