Dzar-Ghan: A SciFi Alien Warrior Romance (Alien Barbarians of Vandruk Book 3) by Bella Blair

Author:Bella Blair [Blair, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-11-21T00:00:00+00:00

DZAR-GHAN

I listened to Jenna prattle all day and stopped her from lifting a ghanzu—turtle-like creature—thinking it was a rock, and enjoyed every moment. The weather was mild, not too hot, not too cold, and by midday, we reached a clearing with a lake where we were able to clean up.

Jenna insisted on fussing over my injury again despite the water washing off the crusted blood and only a few drops making their way through the invisible seams. Those seams fascinated me the most. She hadn’t made any stitches like our healers would; instead, she put a burning paste on it that sealed the wound. The pain was different from the tugging and poking of a needle and looked like it wouldn’t leave a scar to brag about, but I could see the allure of this technique.

During Jenna’s endless stream of words, I began to pick up more of their meanings, happy to learn her language and loving listening to the sound of her voice. Her nuances always gave it away when she was about to run head-on into danger. It usually moved a little higher as excitement grabbed her, warning me to make sure she didn’t run into trouble.

We discovered a pit of firerocks, and I used the opportunity to stock up on them. They burned longer than wood, with less smoke, and once lit, they didn’t require as much air as wood to keep burning. They were ideal for cooking.

Predictably, Jenna was fascinated by them. Even more so once she realized what they were for. Out came the microscope, and I nearly had to bodily carry her away. We still had a long way to go, and she would have plenty of time to play with her new find once we made camp for the night.

Now and then, worry crept up in me for my warriors, but I was certain they had not only survived the storm but were like us on the way to the Rodruk Mountains. They would reach them sooner than us, that much was clear, and I hoped Grehn-Bzag would keep a clear enough head to wait a few days for us before sending warriors out to search the wildlands.

Thinking of the Rodruk Mountains created a dark cloud hovering inside my chest. The guilt for not having set my family’s souls free yet was deep and heavy. Sending a glance at Jenna, stumbling over a branch she had missed in her excitement over a puddle of glanzor—oil—made me question how she would be able to accomplish what nobody else ever had. How would she get into the cave?

“Dzar-Ghan, Dzar-Ghan, hold up,” she yelled, rushing to me, falling into my arms when her left foot hit a rock. “Ouch!”

Over the days, I had learned that ouch only meant a minor discomfort, not any kind of serious injury, so I swallowed my question of are you all right because I would have been asking it nearly nonstop.

She freed herself from my embrace, acknowledging the fact that I

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