warriors,”
she sneered, her scorn for the noble clear in her voice.
Korian’s eyebrows furrowed in thought. Looking to the
Captain of his fleet, he asked, “What do you recommend our course of action to
be, Warrior?”
Mikael ran a hand over his buzzed short hair and replied,
“We continue on with the plan. From what I am seeing here tonight, Jessica’s
presence will be in high demand, and Rox’Ana will want to be as close to the
center of the attention she generates as possible. As the king, if you appeal
to the noblewoman to take the Earthling celebrity under her wing and squire her
about society, it will keep her too busy to further her plans. During the
interim, you and I can reach out to rulers of the Great Alliance and procure
their assistance in securing our airspace.”
Korian nodded his head thoughtfully, but before he could add
his own thoughts, Mahoney interjected. “You know, there is a much simpler and
easier solution to this problem, Korian,” she announced, dispatching with his
title and smirking.
The king eyed her cautiously, unsure how to take this bold,
fierce human female. “I am all attention, Lt. Cmdr. Mahoney.”
Her dark brown, exotically-slanted eyes pinned him to the
spot. “You could take Rox’Ana’s daughter as a lifemate. With her own daughter
married to the Warrior King, you would turn your biggest detractor into your
most loyal defender. She would not dare to do anything to undermine the warrior
class for fear that her daughter would lose power and her grandchildren would
not inherit the throne.”
Korian couldn’t stop his gaze from seeking out Jessica once
more while he pondered the truth of Mahoney’s words. She was beautiful in her
dress of pure emerald green and her hair glowed like embers under the lights of
the entertainment facility. His heart squeezed in his chest and he longed to
storm across room and sweep her away from the adulation of the crowds and the
lusty gaze of her warrior escort. Never in his life had he felt such an
overwhelming desire to possess someone else, body and mind and soul, as he did
when Jessica MacGregor popped into his life with her happy smile, eyes the
color of a summer sea, and hair of flame. Even when she snarled and poked her
small finger into his chest, he was enchanted with her. Absently, he rubbed his
chest over his heart as he finally pulled his gaze back to Mahoney.
His eyes met hers and they hardened to chips of lavender
ice. “Only cowards and fools choose the easy way, Mahoney. If the end of the
warrior class is nigh, then we will end it as we have lived it: with a fight.
And this is one battle that I mean to win.”
Mahoney’s eyes sparkled with pride and she clasped her fist
to her heart. “I was hoping you would say that, my king. It will be my honor to
stand with you and among the warriors of T’Kala. May the stars guide us to
victory.”
Mikael executed his own salute and Korian returned it with crisp
precision. As the newly-mated couple made their way toward the buffet tables,
Korian couldn’t help but feel like he had just passed some unknown test via the
shrewd human woman. He shook his head with bemusement, and turned once more to
seek out the night’s shining star.
CHAPTER NINE
“Jessica MacGregor, may I introduce you to Rox’Ana Ful’Tera
and her daughter, Par’Nisis?” Zandar asked, gaining her attention from a
fawning nobleman. “Rox’Ana is one of our most powerful and influential nobles
and is the king’s delegate from the capital city of P’Hartha.”
Jessica studied the two women shrewdly while they exchanged
pleasantries. Rox’Ana was pure T’Kalan female in all her glory. She was a full
head taller than herself, with sparkling bronzed skin, shiny black hair
threaded with gray pulled up in an elaborate up do, and sharp cheekbones
lending her an aristocratic air. Her daughter was an almost carbon copy of her
beautiful mother, but with the kiss of youth adding vitality and sparkle,
she sneered, her scorn for the noble clear in her voice.
Korian’s eyebrows furrowed in thought. Looking to the
Captain of his fleet, he asked, “What do you recommend our course of action to
be, Warrior?”
Mikael ran a hand over his buzzed short hair and replied,
“We continue on with the plan. From what I am seeing here tonight, Jessica’s
presence will be in high demand, and Rox’Ana will want to be as close to the
center of the attention she generates as possible. As the king, if you appeal
to the noblewoman to take the Earthling celebrity under her wing and squire her
about society, it will keep her too busy to further her plans. During the
interim, you and I can reach out to rulers of the Great Alliance and procure
their assistance in securing our airspace.”
Korian nodded his head thoughtfully, but before he could add
his own thoughts, Mahoney interjected. “You know, there is a much simpler and
easier solution to this problem, Korian,” she announced, dispatching with his
title and smirking.
The king eyed her cautiously, unsure how to take this bold,
fierce human female. “I am all attention, Lt. Cmdr. Mahoney.”
Her dark brown, exotically-slanted eyes pinned him to the
spot. “You could take Rox’Ana’s daughter as a lifemate. With her own daughter
married to the Warrior King, you would turn your biggest detractor into your
most loyal defender. She would not dare to do anything to undermine the warrior
class for fear that her daughter would lose power and her grandchildren would
not inherit the throne.”
Korian couldn’t stop his gaze from seeking out Jessica once
more while he pondered the truth of Mahoney’s words. She was beautiful in her
dress of pure emerald green and her hair glowed like embers under the lights of
the entertainment facility. His heart squeezed in his chest and he longed to
storm across room and sweep her away from the adulation of the crowds and the
lusty gaze of her warrior escort. Never in his life had he felt such an
overwhelming desire to possess someone else, body and mind and soul, as he did
when Jessica MacGregor popped into his life with her happy smile, eyes the
color of a summer sea, and hair of flame. Even when she snarled and poked her
small finger into his chest, he was enchanted with her. Absently, he rubbed his
chest over his heart as he finally pulled his gaze back to Mahoney.
His eyes met hers and they hardened to chips of lavender
ice. “Only cowards and fools choose the easy way, Mahoney. If the end of the
warrior class is nigh, then we will end it as we have lived it: with a fight.
And this is one battle that I mean to win.”
Mahoney’s eyes sparkled with pride and she clasped her fist
to her heart. “I was hoping you would say that, my king. It will be my honor to
stand with you and among the warriors of T’Kala. May the stars guide us to
victory.”
Mikael executed his own salute and Korian returned it with crisp
precision. As the newly-mated couple made their way toward the buffet tables,
Korian couldn’t help but feel like he had just passed some unknown test via the
shrewd human woman. He shook his head with bemusement, and turned once more to
seek out the night’s shining star.
CHAPTER NINE
“Jessica MacGregor, may I introduce you to Rox’Ana Ful’Tera
and her daughter, Par’Nisis?” Zandar asked, gaining her attention from a
fawning nobleman. “Rox’Ana is one of our most powerful and influential nobles
and is the king’s delegate from the capital city of P’Hartha.”
Jessica studied the two women shrewdly while they exchanged
pleasantries. Rox’Ana was pure T’Kalan female in all her glory. She was a full
head taller than herself, with sparkling bronzed skin, shiny black hair
threaded with gray pulled up in an elaborate up do, and sharp cheekbones
lending her an aristocratic air. Her daughter was an almost carbon copy of her
beautiful mother, but with the kiss of youth adding vitality and sparkle,
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