Page 54 of Fated to the Dragon Warlord

“I thought you were with your friends,” I manage to say evenly.

“I was, but Lydia told me something I thought you needed to know.”

I put my arm around my Kerra and steer her back into the main part of the ship, away from the cell and the destruction.

Away from my future, if I can’t mate properly.

“Is that the dark-haired female?”

“The one who had to go in the pod thing, yes,” Kerra says, bursting with excitement. “She says she thought she was unconscious the whole time before the others were put in the trap, but she remembers seeing feet.”

“Feet?”

“Yes, feet. Not Sarkarnii or human. These were not like either, and they were yellow.”

“Yellow? Did they have any toes?”

Kerra shakes her head. “Lydia says they were more like a hoof.”

“What is a h-ooff?”

Kerra blinks at me. We’ve reached the dining hall, and the few warriors who were having a meal quickly vacate, meaning I get the place to myself.

“Um…I don’t know how to describe it. Perhaps like one big toe, with a single nail that wraps around it.”

“Not a claw.”

“No, not a claw.”

I hiss out a long stream of smoke which does nothing to ease the desire to destroy something.

“Madar,” I growl. “They were supposed to have been routed from this galaxy by Driok and Dalox. Nevving pirates.”

“So, what she saw was helpful?”

I brush my hand down the side of Kerra’s face. Her skin is so soft, so fragile, and yet she can take all of me, my cock and my hook, without being injured at all.

“What she saw, if it is the Madar, is concerning. That they would dare to come to Vorostor is bad enough. To set a trap and fill it with females which turn out to be potential mates is another thing entirely.”

“So, it’s bad?”

“They are a defeated force,” I growl. “If they are here, it is to make mischief, not to do any real damage. I have a cohort of warriors who are going to the site where we found your friends to obtain evidence.”

“You’re not going to like this,” Kerra says. She is entirely correct. The moment the words leave her lips, my stomach seemingly drops to the floor. I grab a platter of meat and consume a handful of the rich flesh. “But on Earth, my job was helping people with the laws of our land and it involved investigating, pulling the truth out of a situation. We could go with your warriors, and maybe I could get a better look at it all without being upside down. Help us untangle this mystery.”

Her suggestion is not unreasonable.

“The site is within my sector.” I consider, taking a further mouthful. “And we would have warriors with us. But what would you know about Vorostor and the Madar?”

“I don’t know anything. That’s why I’d take you.” Kerra’s sweet lips are upturned at the corners.

I like the look on her. Her eyes twinkle at me, such a brilliant blue even without flame. My mating gland goes into overdrive, and my cock presses at my pouch.

“I am useful for you, my mate?”

“I want to find out how I ended up here as much as you do. And especially, I want to find out what happened to Lydia.” Her eyes darken. “She hasn’t said much, but I don’t think she was well treated.”

I release a growl.

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