Cataclysm: A Sci-fi Alien Invasion Romance (Captured Earth Book 3) by A.G. Wilde

Author:A.G. Wilde [Wilde, A.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

FI’ROX

A visible shiver goes through Dey’jah as I flip the female onto her front and slice a claw through the garment covering her back.

It splits in two to reveal…

“Oh my God.” Dey’jah scrambles back, her eyes wide, her body shaking. “What the fuck is that?”

Every hackle on my body rises as I stare at the female.

All across her back is a network of veins that do not stem from her being.

Red and pulsing, they make a path from her head straight down her spine.

I lift my head to stare at Dey’jah, but I am not seeing her.

Those veins.

I’ve seen them before at the base of that abandoned Scrit.

Beneath them, everything green had died.

It’s all clear to me now.

This is how they have been controlling the female.

She is a walking puppet, controlled by some parasite that determines her movement.

“It’s under her skin.” Dey’jah recovers quickly and scrambles forward.

“Do not touch her.” I lean over the female to block Dey’jah’s approach.

She halts right in front of me, her face mere inches from mine.

I can scent the sweet smell of her skin and I fight to focus.

“Do not come near.”

Dey’jah nods, but there is no longer fear in her eyes.

Instead, resolution and determination are budding.

“You think it’s contagious?”

“I have never seen anything like this before.” I glance back down at the unconscious female. “The Gryken never did this on Edooria.”

Dey’jah shakes her head. “That’s not good.”

“No,” I say as I rise. “It isn’t.”

I have to go investigate it.

Far off in the distance, the Scrit I have been watching…the one that’s not moving…I’m sure it has something to do with the female at my feet.

There might not be enough time to return to the base but I cannot leave Dey’jah here alone.

Neither do I want to take her with me.

“Can we get it off her?” She uses the broken seat leg in her hand to lift the female’s hair and a gasp leaves her lips. “It’s in her hair, deep. I see it pulsing. I don’t know…” her gaze finds mine and worry passes through her eyes, “…I don’t know if it’s embedded into her skull.”

I crouch and use a claw to part the female’s filaments to reveal the pulsing red veins.

They aren’t soft and squishy like veins should be.

They are firm.

I do not believe we can remove them without killing the female.

“What’s that?” Dey’jah leans closer, her gaze focused on the woman’s hand. “There’s something in her hand.”

One of the female’s hands is formed into a fist and there is indeed something barely visible clenched within her palm.

Dey’jah reaches forward, prying the female’s fingers open.

In her unconscious state, there is not much resistance and the female’s palm opens to reveal…

I don’t know what the object is…

But Dey’jah does. She freezes, her hand pausing over the woman’s, a growing look in her eyes that I do not like.

She blinks, reaching forward to take the thing from the woman’s palm, her fingers trembling.

Her reaction to the object is unsettling and when she looks at me, she does not see me.

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