He pushes the tip of his knife under my chin. "Take your hand off the knife," I whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "I will slit your throat if you do not obey me," he warns.
I swallow nervously. I don't want him to kill me.
I shiver when Dhakar enters the room. He is gorgeous and deadly. His blue eyes are cold and he carries a knife. I want to run into his arms and feel safe.
He stares down at me. "Let her go," he says.
The male releases me. "She's mine," he grunts.
Dhakar shakes his head. "Not anymore," he states.
I gasp in relief.
In the blink of an eye, Dhakar grabs the alien by the throat and slams him against the wall. With one swift move, he slices open the alien's throat. Blood spurts everywhere and the alien falls to the ground.
Dhakar returns to me and scoops me up. He carries me outside and lays me down on a bed of grass.
"Emma?" he whispers as he kneels beside me.
I nod my head. "Yes. Thank you, Dhakar," I say softly.
He smiles and kisses my forehead. Then he covers me with a blanket.
"Kallena, come here," he commands. She comes over and puts a small cup of water next to me.
"Drink this," he orders.
I take a sip and feel better.
"Can you walk?" he asks me.
I nod.
He helps me to my feet and we walk back inside the hut.
"What happened?" I ask him.
"He tried to take advantage of you," he answers. “There are many who wish to claim you, but they will suffer the same fate.”
I swallow nervously. "And what happens to them?" I ask.
"They die."
I gasp. "But why would someone want to claim me?” I whisper.
"Because you are female and fertile. There aren't any fertile females left on Bellaria," he explains.
I frown and shake my head. "No, no, no. I'm not going to be bred like some animal. No one will force themselves on me," I state firmly.
He nods slowly and looks at me in concern. “I’m the only one who can breed you.”
I gasp and jump to my feet. "You're not going to do that to me!" I shout angrily.
"Why wouldn't I?" he asks calmly.
I grit my teeth. "Well, it's not right and you know it," I snap.