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“Don’t worry about that—I can handle myself,” Xairna snapped, pulling her hand free. “Just let me leave with you, please.”

Davrik still wasn’t completely convinced but Lan’ara looked up at him.

“We need to take her with us,” she said firmly. “No one should have to endure what she has been subjected to. Mind-raped not once but over and over again and by her own father…” She shook her head and Davrik could see the horror in her eyes.

He was about to reluctantly agree when the sound of heavy tromping filled the air. Looking up, he saw what looked like a whole battalion of Scourge warriors marching around the corner. By their dull eyes and blank faces, he thought they must be the Vat-grown clones Lan’ara had talked about earlier. However, the male at the head of the group looked different.

He had the same black uniform and red-on-black eyes as the others, but there was animation in his gaze. When he saw Xairna, a cruel smile spread across his thin lips.

“Well, well—there you are my darling mate-to-be,” he remarked, grinning at her in a way that revealed white, even teeth that were sharply pointed. “I’m so glad I found you—your father has been calling for you, you know. He says he’s hungry.”

Xairna flinched and her small hands curled into fists at her sides.

“There are human prisoners for him to feed on, Krix,” she said tightly. “He doesn’t need me.”

“Yes, but he wants you,” the Scourge officer declared. “He likes the taste of your pain.” He cocked his head to one side, pretending to consider. “I suppose there’s something vaguely incestuous about a father feeding from his own daughter, but be that as it may, he’s been calling for you and none other will satisfy him.”

“I won’t go!” Xairna lifted her chin and took a step back. “I’m busy right now, anyway. I have to escort these prisoners to the laboratory to have trackers implanted. Take one of the others instead.” She nodded at the dull-eyed humans in the other cell as she backed away.

“No, I’m afraid that won’t do,” the Scourge officer called Krix said smoothly. “But please don’t worry, my darling Xairna—I promise that once you and I are Joined, I won’t let him feed on you nearly as much.” He smirked. “I’ll be too busy keeping you chained to my bed while I breed you.”

The look of disgust was back on Xairna’s face.

“I’ve told you before—I won’t Join with you! You only want me because you think if you have me, my father’s power will pass to you. But that’s not true because he won’t…fucking…die.”

“I’ll admit, our leader’s longevity is amazing,” Krix remarked dryly. “But I will have you, my dear. I’ll sink both my shafts to the hilt in your tight little pussy and asshole and fill you with my seed before this solar month is through!”

And reaching forward, he grabbed Xairna by the arm.

Just as quickly, she shook him off.

“Keep dreaming, Krix—you’ll never get near me. You turn my stomach!”

The Scourge officer turned his attention to Davrik.

“Ah, a feisty little one, isn’t she?” he said, grinning, as though he enjoyed the verbal sparring. “Little does she know that I’ve already gotten permission from the AllFather to Join with her.”

“You do not! You liar!” But the quiver in Xairna’s voice belied her disbelief.

“Oh yes, I do my sweet one,” Krix purred, smiling that cruel smile again. “In fact, after your father feeds from you, you’re going straight to the laboratory to get your piercings done. I can’t chain you to my bed until you’ve got your sweet nipples and the hood of your clit pierced for me.”

“Never!” Xairna crossed her arms over her breasts protectively and took a step back as Krix reached for her again. “Stay away from me!”

“Ha! She’s such a little tease. We have to keep our females in line, don’t we?” the Scourge officer remarked to Davrik, and pounded him on the back in a fraternal fashion.

Unfortunately, the rough motion dislodged one of the thin ocular films covering his eyes. Davrik made a muted grunt as it popped out of his right eye and fell to the floor.

He was hoping against hope that the Scourge officer hadn’t seen it, but when he looked up, the other male was staring right at him.

“Well, well,” he murmured, leveling his blaster at Davrik’s heart. “I thought you smelled a bit off. Drop that blaster right now.”

For a moment Davrik kept hold of his weapon which was aimed at the Scourge officer’s chest. But then the other male turned his own weapon on Lan’ara, whose purple eyes widened.

“Drop it or I shoot her—and the other one too, just for good measure,” he said coldly.

He would have to comply—there was nothing else he could do, Davrik realized. The Scourge clones all had their weapons leveled at him—he couldn’t fight them all off at once! Not without getting himself and probably Lan’ara and Madison killed as well.

Reluctantly, he dropped the blaster and it fell with a clatter to the metal floor. With a cruel grin, the Scourge officer named Krix kicked it away and it skittered out of reach, under the bars of the nearest empty cell.

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