Page 87 of Owned By Two

My eyes boltedopen and I shot up into a sitting position.

I barely had a chance to blink before a hand slapped me hard across the face.

My survival instincts kicked into gear… but instead of forward motion, they appeared to have hit reverse.

My arms and legs lashed out, wild and random.

I was already on the floor — I could tell that much from the hardness of the metal under my ass — and threw back my head, smashing my horns into a solid wall behind me.

My mouth flew open and garbled unintelligible sounds that had no vowels:

“Grrggh! Sngg! Blgh!”

The hand slapped drew across my face once more, knocking my head to one side.

“Snap out of it! Wake up!” a belligerent voice growled.

My eyes were wide open but couldn’t make out anything distinct, just a bunch of fuzzy color blocks.

A hand came down to slap me again but this time my forearm rose and blocked it.

“Quit slapping me!” I snapped.

“Then get up! We have to move!Now!”

I was in no shape to move.

Or think.

Or do anything else for that matter.

Except lay there and dribble like I’d just emerged from a coma.

I thought back over what happened immediately before passing out.

All I remembered was a flash of white light, so bright it blinded me, and then…

And then…

A scream.

A scream from a throat I had kissed a hundred times and fully intended on kissing a million more.

Lizzy.

It had beenLizzy’sscream.

I blinked and my vision snapped into place.

My hearing had been a little fuzzy around the edges but took on its full spectrum.

I bolted up onto my feet, my limbs becoming coordinated once more.

I did stumble to one side but I stamped my foot on the floor and forced myself to stand upright.

I peered around at the floor space and noticed two bodies.

The pilot and co-pilot lay unconscious.

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