Page 18 of Infala: The Alien's Bond
“You say that now, but you are small and weak. I cannot afford to be hindered by the likes of you.”
“So what? You leave me to the Raxxians?”
“The Grommix may come first. They will treat you well enough. You can hide in the wreckage and determine if it is safe to come out when they arrive. Small as you are, there are plenty of places to conceal yourself.”
“While you run away.”
“I amnotrunning away. I am heading up onto that rise to discern where exactly we have landed. And once that is achieved, to evaluate what threats may be lurking on this world. On top of that, I must then attempt to find food and water in the process of planning a proper escape.”
“So, youarerunning away. Just with a few stops on the way. Well there is no way I’m staying here like a sitting duck while you put distance between yourself and the most likely place the Raxxians will show up.”
“If the Grommix do not arrive first.”
“Yeah, whatever. The point is, I’m coming with you.”
“But—”
“Don’t even start with me. I’m tired, hungry, filthy, and stuck on some God forsaken world. I am not being left behind,” she said with a fierce glare.
Heydar considered refusing her demand then thought better of it. The noise this human female had proven herself capable of making was more than enough to draw additional attention to the area, and that was the last thing he wanted.
“Very well. But remain quiet and keep up. I am not slowing my pace for you.”
“Whatever. Can we just go, already?” she grumbled.
The towering alien’s jaw flexed as he sized her up for a long moment. His eyes were distracting in this light. Almost sparkling as the rays illuminated the gold ring circling the luminous violet. He let out the slightest of chuckles at the tiny woman’s fierce resolve. Then, without another word, he shrugged, turned, and began trekking away at a healthy pace.
Darla scurried after him, covering the ground with a fast and agile step where his long legs simply strode over the debris.
Good thing I’ve been doing those kickboxing classes, Darla mused, glad her lungs, legs, and booty were up for the exercise.
They cleared the crash site a minute later, heading into the lush growth surrounding them. Looking at the verdant alien trees and shrubbery, Darla was sure they were close to a water source. All those years camping with her family in her youth had taught her that much, even if the outings had been more glamping than camping, thanks to her mother.
She followed close behind the muscular alien as he evened out his stride now that the ground was level. From this vantage point she couldn’t help but admire the rather impressive round, sculpted ass walking before her. Say what you would about the rude alien, he certainly hadn’t skipped leg day.
Mind on the task, Dar, she chided herself.And remember the pledge. No more emotionally unavailable douchebags.
Given Heydar’s pleasing physique, Darla couldn’t help but wonder if other alien races were so well put together.
I guess I might very well find out sooner than later, she thought as the distant hum of a flying craft reached their ears from afar.
Someone else was out there. The question now was who?
CHAPTEREIGHT
The climb to higher ground went relatively smoothly, all things considered. Heydar, despite his protestations, slowed his pace somewhat so the human female could keep up, and the two of them reached the top of the target hill in good time.
“This will suffice,” he said, gazing upward at the sturdy limbed tree rising above them.
It was tall with thick branches ending in tufts of purple and burgundy leaves, matching the coloring of many of the plants on this world from what Darla had seen so far.
“Suffice for what, exactly?” she asked.
Heydar didn’t bother with a reply, leaping up and grabbing one of the lower branches far over their heads with a vertical that would have put any basketball player to shame. He was going up higher to get a better view, leaving Darla on the ground below.
“Hey!”
“Keep your voice down,” he hissed. “We do not know who may be lurking nearby.”
