Unexpected Angel by N. J. Walters

Author:N. J. Walters [Walters, N. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781773399713
Goodreads: 46135910
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2019-06-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Amos cursed the timing. He wanted to snuggle Angelina and cement the physical bonds between them. He also knew Flynn wouldn’t contact him if it wasn’t serious trouble. “Come on.” He rolled out of bed, grabbed her hand and all but dragged her behind him. She stumbled but hurried after him.

He hustled them both into the bathroom and straight into the gel cleansing unit. It was a tight squeeze. The unit came on and sprayed them both with a gel mist. Angelina kept her head down, not looking at him as the cycle continued. They were in and out in less than two minutes. He resented having to wash her scent from his body. Even more, he hated having his scent erased from her skin.

“Get dressed,” he told her as he pulled on his battlesuit, flightsuit, and boots.

Less than five minutes after Flynn called, they were on their way to the bridge. He cursed himself when he realized she was wearing the dirty garments she’d arrived in. She had no clean clothing but hadn’t complained or asked him for any. Why that made him angry, he wasn’t quite sure.

“My uncle has found me.” Her voice was toneless and resigned.

“You’re not a virgin any longer,” he reminded her. He gripped her hand and pulled her behind him. “He can’t marry you off anymore.”

That seemed to perk her up a little, but she was still tense when they entered the control room.

“What’s going on?” he demanded.

“We’ve got two ships hailing us. One belongs to the Astoferus fleet. The other is a Gravas warship.” Flynn stood with his legs braced and his hands on his hips as he studied Angelina. “So this is the woman causing all the problems.”

Amos pulled her close. “This is Angelina.”

Flynn ignored the introduction and turned to Kal, who was manning communications. “Find out what they want.”

Kal held up his hand for silence, typed some commands on his computer and then spoke. “This is the Abigail. Please state your business.”

“This is the Astoferus Prime. We wish to send a delegation on board the Abigail to search for the missing niece of Demarco Astoferus. We fear she has been abducted.” The monotone voice echoed throughout the control room.

Kal glanced at Flynn. Then he reached out and took Rory’s hand in his. She looked worried.

“No fucking way.” Flynn began to pace, his big boots pounding against the metal floor. “Who the fuck do they think they are?” He whirled around. “What about the Gravas ship?”

Kal’s fingers danced over his keyboard. “Gravas 3, this is the Abigail. Please state your business.” Amos could feel Angelina getting tenser by the second.

“This is Gravas 3.” The deep voice boomed over the communication system. “We wish to send a small contingent onboard to speak with the captain.”

Flynn turned to the brother who was in charge of defense. “Garth?”

“We can outrun the Astoferus ship but not the Gravas warship. They’re fast, and they’re loaded.”

Before he knew her intention, Angelina stepped away from him. “I’ll go back.

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