Page 98 of Game on Askole

“Yes, I am Katanic. I belong to the most powerful race in the universe.”

Zoey quipped,“And so modest too.”

“A warbird just uncloaked on our starboard side,”Aunt Tess warned urgently.“Our shields are down.”

We pulled our weapons.

A very irate Rho suddenly appeared on the bridge.“Return to Tanith, or I will inform the Overlord of your actions.”

“And testosterone strikes again,” Kaylee muttered under her breath.

I watched Detja assume her ice-queen demeanor. Holy crap. The shit was about to hit the fan.

Detja nodded at Adan.

Adan’s tentacles shot out and wrapped around Rho.

Rho went for his laser pistol.

A tentacle yanked it out of his hand, then relieved Rho of his sword and handed both of them to Detja.

“It is my duty to stop you. Release me,”Rho growled, struggling to break free.“You cannot hold me.”

“Oh, but I can. Take Rho to the Crystalline Cavern and lock him in. Do not kill him, Adan,”Detja instructed.

“Yes, daughter.”An incandescent orange light formed around them. The light spun faster and faster and faster until it became a vortex.Slurppp!They were gone.

“Rho’s smarter than he looks,” Zoey said.

Aunt Tess nodded. “When he gets his head out of his ass, he’s a great guy.”

We all stared at her in disbelief.

“What? Just sayin’.”

I smiled. “Gotta a crush on him, don’t you?”

“Maybe.”

“I have our disguises in the captain’s cabin. Find one that fits and be ready when Adan returns. We need to extract Tihar as quickly and quietly as possible,” Detja directed.

“Yes, ma’am.”

We all walked into the captain’s cabin. Instead of a selection of cold-weather clothing, there were black lace-up corsets, leather leggings, and knee-high black leather boots. Another pile contained floor-length hooded cloaks.

“Sluts are us,” Zoey said, holding up a corset.

Bree grabbed a pair of leggings. “Bitchin’.”

I hurriedly changed and found hidden pockets for my weapons. I tugged on my boots. “Who gets to stay behind and babysit the kids and the ship?”

“Good question,” Kaylee responded.

Aunt Tess held up her hand. “The old lady will stay. All of you are better fighters than me, and the cold plays hell with my joints.”

“You’re only fifty-one,” I said.

Detja walked into the room. “Once you mate with Rho, your joints will no longer bother you.”

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