Page 61 of Alien Dragon's Bride

“Let’s go.” She raced after them.

The four of them sped down the hallway, hope blossoming in her chest. Did this mean Levx was alive? What had the Levx’s done to him? She was too afraid to hear the news that he hadn’t made it to voice her question to the three boys.

They dashed down two more hallways before stopping in front of a door.

“Here’s where the others are,” the boy closest to her said.

Her hand trembled as she pushed on the door but it wouldn’t open. “How do we get to them?”

“The locks only work with Tryn contact.” The first boy said. “Like this.” He opened his palm that she hadn’t known he’d held in a fist all this time, and a black finger lay inside it. Then he pressed the digit to the panel and the door slid open.

Inside lay five bodies and her gaze scanned them for Levx’s. One of the lumps had golden hair caked with blood. Her legs shook as she shuffled toward the body.

When she reached him, she fell to her knees beside him. He was so thin. Blood coated the side of his face and hair. His skin a greenish-gold color. She let out a cry mixed with joy and terror that he still breathed but what had he endured his time here?

“Levx?” she whispered, his name burning her throat but in a good way.

He moaned in answer. “Megan? Is that you…you can’t be—?”

“I’m here and I’m going to get you off this damn ship.” How, she didn’t know but her three prince charming were talking excitedly to another Renjerian hunched in the corner.

Excitement and joy twirled through her. He was alive! Her heart raced faster than her feet.

God, she had to touch him like she had to breathe and assure herself that he was really alive and not a hallucination. Her fingers trembled as she traced his cheek and brushed his hair out of his eyes even though he didn’t open them.

Suddenly the alarm that had been shrieking stopped. The silence was so loud it was like a tangible thing. Her fear escalated. They had to get off this spaceship however they could.

“I hope you guys have an escape plan,” she said.

“Sure,” one of the triplets puffed out his chest. She really needed to learn their names. “We destroy all the Tryns onboard and take their ship home.”

Easier said than done otherwise, why hadn’t they already escaped?

“Look at all the rats clustered together,” a gravely voice boomed.

Megan spun. One of the Tryns stood in the doorway. Its black fangs hooked into its top lip.

“Now that we have the breeding female, we don’t need the rest of you.” The demon nodded to her. “Which one was your mate again? I’ll kill him first for you.”

“You touch him and I will kill you.” She raised her chin, tightening the hold on her broken weapon.

The demon laughed. “Try.”

Before she could take a step, all three boys yelled and ran toward the demon. It smacked them backward. They lay in a heap on the floor crying out in pain.

“Renjerian scum.” The demon headed toward Levx.

Rage spun inside her gut. She raised her weapon, running at the monster. “Don’t you touch him!” The broken metal piece, smaller than a blade, surprised the demon. It sunk into its flesh under its chin.

With a grunt, the creature grasped the weapon and jerked it out of its flesh. Black blood pooled from the wound. “Such a waste.”

Then it slapped her so hard she spun to the ground.

“No!” Levx roared. He was standing but staggered on his feet. “Don’t you touch her.”

“And what will you do little Renjerian?” The demon laughed.

When Levx limped forward, the Tryn snatched him by the throat, raising him in the air. Levx swung his fists and kicked, trying to get the monster to release him. His face coloring purple.

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