Page 37 of Sohut's Protection

The creature was a bipedal female.

Not Merssi for she had no horns…unless the Gori had dehorned her—the mere thought of which sent a surge of anger through him.

If she wasn’t struggling so much, he’d take the time to feel for frilli running down her septum and chin.

But she couldn’t be Merssi.

The Gori would have been mad to send him after a Merssi female and expect him to capture and take her to them.

Confused, he stared down at the alien beneath him.

All this time…he’d been tracking a bipedal female.

The female grunted and struggled against him again, bringing him out of his thoughts.

She was feral, he was sure.

He’d probably have to restrain her and bring her back to the water hole where he could think clearly without fear of her running away.

Realizing he must be crushing her small frame with his weight, Sohut eased up a little but that only renewed the female’s efforts to kick him in the gonads and he wasn’t ready to relive that pain.

“Stop. Don’t fight,” he growled, his voice a little more hostile than he’d intended as he pressed down against her again.

Could she understand him?

He didn’t know.

“Leht mee goh!” she screamed, struggling against him still.

He had no idea what she just said but it sounded like a language he’d heard before.

Where? He couldn’t be quite sure.

Her struggling continued as she let out a pained sound—one of mental anguish.

She wasn’t going to calm down. She was too frightened. Panicky.

She was livid and out of her mind.

He didn’t want to restrain her but did he have a choice? He doubted she’d listen to him if he tried to calm her down.

Adrenaline was pumping within her, coursing through her veins, telling her to do whatever she could to survive.

He knew this too well— the feeling of complete madness that can overwhelm the body when it felt like all was lost.

He’d experienced it before.

Sighing, he reached for the roll of cord in his pocket.

He had to restrain her and he had to be quick about it.

He’d heard noises in the jungle over the past few days and he didn’t want to be caught without his blade in the middle of the undergrowth.

Stupidly, he’d run after her without retrieving it from his satchel.

Pinning the female’s arms above her head with one hand caused her efforts to double.

She had skinny arms and even though she was putting up a fight, it wasn’t nearly enough to cause him to release her.

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