Page 76 of Courting Mayhem

A warrior who looked a lot like Godzilla with tentacles announced, “I want the female. She will bear me many strong sons.”

“What part of I have a mate, don’t you get?” I shouted.

They ignored me.

“No! She is mine. I will fight you for her.”The naked Askole warrior’s gaze was full of deadly resolve.

I tried again, “How about we concentrate on finding the Shebu and Mallox? You know the evil scientist? The Rodan who wants to control the galaxy and eat all of us?”

Clucking like chickens having a hissy fit, the warriors attacked each other.

“Seriously. That’s your battle cries? You sound like constipated chickens,” I hollered mentally. The insult had no effect on the testosterone fueled idiots.

The other Askole warriors kept egging them on.

I threw my hands up in disgust.“Guys! This isn’t necessary! Knock it off!”

By now, the Askole warriors were moving so fast all I could see was a black blur as their terrifying claws and fangs flashed in a dizzying display of death.

I rolled my eyes. My fathers had drilled into me that hand-to-hand combat with a Askole should be avoided at all costs unless you didn’t have any other options. I flipped the stun setting on my laser pistol to high and zapped them.

The warriors were still a dizzying blur.

Huh? I stunned them again.

The other warriors were cackling like it was the funniest thing they had ever seen.

Poof! Derek appeared next to me. “What’s going on?”

“They’re fighting over me.”

“What? Didn’t you tell them you belong to me?”

“I did repeatedly, but I’m not wearing an ownership band and they figure I’m fair game.”

“There’s an easy fix for that.” Derek reached into a side pocket and pulled out a black ownership band with copper etching. “Retract your helmet.”

I didn’t really want to wear a piece of metal that made me nothing more than property, but I was sick to death of testosterone fueled idiots trying to claim me. A quick tap on my bracelet and it slid away.

“There’s a ceremony that goes with this, but since we’re trying to save the galaxy, it’ll have to wait.” He fastened it around my throat and kissed me hungrily.

Ear-shattering roars broke us apart.

Their tentacles standing out from their heads, Godzilla and the naked Askole were glowering at us.

“See.” I pointed to the ownership band as it adjusted to fit my neck perfectly. “The War Commander is my mate.”

“The female is mine!” The naked Askole tossed Godzilla into a wall with a loudsplat!

“How many times do I have to tell you, I belong to the War Commander, before it penetrates that thick skull of yours?”

“Why is he naked?” Derek wanted to know.

“He was showing me his assets.”

Derek pulled out his laser pistol and stunned the naked Askole.

The other Askole warriors went for their weapons.

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