Page 3 of Seduced By the Dragon Lord (Dragon Lords 2)

A staccato clanking, banging, and clangor from above made her envision pebbles, stones, and dirt shaking free of a ship’s surface.

She kicked the insane thought away.

It couldn’t be possible.

She couldn’t be in a spaceship…analienspaceship!

Sudden G-forces knocked her down, and she skidded across the floor and came to a hard stop against the wall. “This can’t be happening.”

Scrambling for purchase, she pulled herself along the floor toward the captain’s chair and crawled up to plant her ass in it, her nails digging into the armrests. Her weight must have triggered something, because a crisscrossing harness wrapped her torso just as the G-forces turned unbearable. She let out a bloodcurdling screech.

The screens in front of her blinked to life, revealing a perfect view of the storm clouds bearing down on her. Lightning slashed across the screen, then a plaster of gray before breaking through to a pure blue sky. The pressure lessened slightly as the blue morphed into a deep purple and then finally…black. A starlit abyss.

“Oh, God.”

Her mind raced like a stock car fighting for first, gunning it in an attempt to pull ahead of this mess and reconcile her unusual, unfathomable,unrealcircumstances. Her heart thundered, beating so hard her ribs might just break from the impact. She couldn’t get enough air. Her lungs burned from the struggle.

She wondered how much oxygen was left in the small space, knowing she could be using it all up in her panic.

As the ship’s rumbling eased and space took on a menacing shade of black, the harness around her torso retracted. Cautiously she stood, testing her feet. There were no more G-forces, and gravity seemed normal. Wasn’t that unusual for a ship in space? If this truly was alien technology, perhaps they’d figured out how to generate gravity. Or maybe she was still on Earth and this was one big, elaborate joke.

But something told her that wasn’t the case.

She approached the big screen, like a massive window to the unknown, and placed her hand on it in disbelief. “Well, Dad. Looks like I’m not the fox after all.”

And curiosity had just cost this kitty all her lives.

2

Planet Legura

Royal shipyard, present day

“She’s a wild one,” one of the guards declared while storming away from the warship, his boots eating up the pavement between him and Orik.

“She’s feral, is what she is,” the second guard agreed, trailing close behind the first.

Orik, head of the king’s guard, had just arrived in the shipyard after learning his men had intercepted another Kayadon ship on its way to Evlon, or wherever the Kayadon were hiding out these days. And just like the one before, there was a female aboard, presumably human.

“What do you mean, ‘feral’?” Orik proceeded past them toward the moored ship. The two guards fell in step beside him.

“She’s barricaded herself in and will no’ allow anyone near,” the first guard explained.

Orik tried to place his name. Garrison. Yes, that was it. The second guard, if his memory served, was named Kellvin. “Barricaded how?”

“It’s, uh, difficult to explain,” replied Garrison.

“Try.” Orik was already losing his patience.

“She’s managed to jam up the entire entryway.”

“Jam? With what?” Orik marched up the gangway, his curiosity piqued. The Kayadon ship was under heavy guard within the much larger warship’s docking bay. They couldn’t be too careful where the Kayadon were concerned.

“With everything but the latrine,” Garrison answered sardonically.

The dark metal enemy craft appeared to have been designed for the purpose of intimidation with blacked-out windows and sharp angular corners, but right now it looked benign, posed like downed prey surrounded by soldiers.

Orik passed though the ring of guards and entered the enemy ship. Inside, the lighting was dim, but his eyes quickly adjusted. Yet, it took him several moments longer to comprehend what he was seeing. From floor to ceiling in front of him was a gnarled tangle of metal blocking the passage.

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