Alien General's Baby (Scifi Alien Romance) (Zoran Warriors Book 1) by Luna Hunter Page A
Authors: Luna Hunter
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He starts to walk off, but I grab his arm. “Vinz, wait! What happens to us? Are you not freeing us?”
He looks down at me, and his thumb brushes my cheek. “Tomorrow we arrive on Exon Prime. Dimtri will present you to the Emperor. The entire High Command will be there. It is the perfect time to strike. Don’t worry, my mate. I won’t let anything happen to you. Trust me, and play along.”
I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat, as the pit in my stomach grows. Sure, I’ll play along as the bait as you, the father of my child, orchestrate an assassination of the entire ruling class of your entire species. No biggie.
With that he leaves, closing the cell-door behind him, leaving me and Kelly with a whole lot of news to wrap our heads around.
“You’re going to be a mom,” she coos. “I’m so happy for you!”
“Thanks,” I say. “I think.”
I’m so not ready for any of this!
12
Vinz
H ow could I have been so blind? All those years the answer has been right in front of me. Right inside of me. In all of us.
Poison. The High Command has been poisoning our species for years. It all makes sense now. They stayed in power because of the troubles — of course they masterminded it! They genetically engineered our species weakness to profit from it, and profit they did.
Now the humans will be hailed as a solution, their planet conquered, their women enslaved and their riches stolen. All to ‘cure’ something the Command itself caused.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
I have fought countless battles, I have fought hordes of Ygg, I have risked life and limb for the Empire. Now, I will use those same skills to bring that same Empire to its knees.
Once I reach the safety of my private quarters, I tap my wrist-com to hail General Tyr. The direct line between two generals is the most secure connection in the entire universe — it’s the only thing I know for a fact Dimtri won’t be listening in on.
Please be in this sector, Tyr.
I need his help. I could face the High Command on my own, and probably win as well, but I also need to keep Jillian, Kelly, and my child safe from harm.
Pick up the damn com, you bronzed piece of—
“Vinz.”
General Tyr’s stern face stares at me, his holographic image filling the room. He matches me in height, strength and build, only his skin is bronze where mine is silver. Besides our skin tones, he matches me in every way — which is why we’re both generals. Ever since we met at the Academy we’ve been close as brothers: Both as much friends as we are rivals.
“What trouble do you need rescuing from now?”
I bite my bottom lip. I hate asking for help, especially from Tyr, but I don’t have a choice. For a second I consider hanging up and taking Dimtri and the Emperor down single-handedly – how glorious that would be! – but I can’t risk it. I can’t risk Jillian.
“Tyr,” I say. “Are you in the Alpha quadrant?”
“As a matter fact, I am.”
“Good,” I say, taking a breath of relief. “You’re going to want to hear this.”
I break him the news. I see the veins in his neck bulging as rage courses through his veins.
“And you trust these humans?”
“With my life, Tyr.”
“I’ll have my men run some tests, but if what you say is true, then there is only one way forward.”
“Agreed. We take them down. The Emperor, Dimtri, all of them.”
“Agreed.”
“Tomorrow, Dimtri will present the humans to the Emperor. Everyone will be there, it’s the perfect moment to strike. I need you there, because…”
I hesitate for a second. He has to know, but as a brother, he’ll needle me to hell and back for it.
“…because one of them is pregnant with my child,” I say. “I have to protect her. At all costs.”
Tyr smirks at me, a wide, ear-to-ear grin. “You? General Vinz? The silver butcher of Cotonia IV? Impregnated a mate? A human mate? Am I getting my facts straight here?”
“Yes,” I growl. “ Yes
He starts to walk off, but I grab his arm. “Vinz, wait! What happens to us? Are you not freeing us?”
He looks down at me, and his thumb brushes my cheek. “Tomorrow we arrive on Exon Prime. Dimtri will present you to the Emperor. The entire High Command will be there. It is the perfect time to strike. Don’t worry, my mate. I won’t let anything happen to you. Trust me, and play along.”
I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat, as the pit in my stomach grows. Sure, I’ll play along as the bait as you, the father of my child, orchestrate an assassination of the entire ruling class of your entire species. No biggie.
With that he leaves, closing the cell-door behind him, leaving me and Kelly with a whole lot of news to wrap our heads around.
“You’re going to be a mom,” she coos. “I’m so happy for you!”
“Thanks,” I say. “I think.”
I’m so not ready for any of this!
12
Vinz
H ow could I have been so blind? All those years the answer has been right in front of me. Right inside of me. In all of us.
Poison. The High Command has been poisoning our species for years. It all makes sense now. They stayed in power because of the troubles — of course they masterminded it! They genetically engineered our species weakness to profit from it, and profit they did.
Now the humans will be hailed as a solution, their planet conquered, their women enslaved and their riches stolen. All to ‘cure’ something the Command itself caused.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
I have fought countless battles, I have fought hordes of Ygg, I have risked life and limb for the Empire. Now, I will use those same skills to bring that same Empire to its knees.
Once I reach the safety of my private quarters, I tap my wrist-com to hail General Tyr. The direct line between two generals is the most secure connection in the entire universe — it’s the only thing I know for a fact Dimtri won’t be listening in on.
Please be in this sector, Tyr.
I need his help. I could face the High Command on my own, and probably win as well, but I also need to keep Jillian, Kelly, and my child safe from harm.
Pick up the damn com, you bronzed piece of—
“Vinz.”
General Tyr’s stern face stares at me, his holographic image filling the room. He matches me in height, strength and build, only his skin is bronze where mine is silver. Besides our skin tones, he matches me in every way — which is why we’re both generals. Ever since we met at the Academy we’ve been close as brothers: Both as much friends as we are rivals.
“What trouble do you need rescuing from now?”
I bite my bottom lip. I hate asking for help, especially from Tyr, but I don’t have a choice. For a second I consider hanging up and taking Dimtri and the Emperor down single-handedly – how glorious that would be! – but I can’t risk it. I can’t risk Jillian.
“Tyr,” I say. “Are you in the Alpha quadrant?”
“As a matter fact, I am.”
“Good,” I say, taking a breath of relief. “You’re going to want to hear this.”
I break him the news. I see the veins in his neck bulging as rage courses through his veins.
“And you trust these humans?”
“With my life, Tyr.”
“I’ll have my men run some tests, but if what you say is true, then there is only one way forward.”
“Agreed. We take them down. The Emperor, Dimtri, all of them.”
“Agreed.”
“Tomorrow, Dimtri will present the humans to the Emperor. Everyone will be there, it’s the perfect moment to strike. I need you there, because…”
I hesitate for a second. He has to know, but as a brother, he’ll needle me to hell and back for it.
“…because one of them is pregnant with my child,” I say. “I have to protect her. At all costs.”
Tyr smirks at me, a wide, ear-to-ear grin. “You? General Vinz? The silver butcher of Cotonia IV? Impregnated a mate? A human mate? Am I getting my facts straight here?”
“Yes,” I growl. “ Yes
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