Dante’s Command: Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Science Fiction Alien Romance) (Survival Wars Book 1)

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“Remember what I
told you about not knowing how to get around by myself?”
     
    “Oh…Yes, I apologize.”  From that point on, he sped up and
stayed at her side.  It wasn’t quite good enough, but she let it go.
     
    The lights were sparse here, as they were everywhere, but
the further they walked, the more there were.  The ground sloped steadily
downward, taking them deeper until she actually began to feel dampness when she
breathed.  And the walls narrowed, until there actually wasn’t enough room for
them to walk side-by-side.
     
    She sensed him about to edge behind her, and cut him off. 
Looking back over his shoulder at her, Dante obviously saw the warning
expression on her face and turned around again.
     
    Suddenly and without warning, the ground leveled out and the
tunnel opened up into an enormous cavern the likes of which she had never even
dreamed of.  The ground was folded in on itself, making waves which acted as
natural landings.  There were lava tubes everywhere, from floor to the roof so
high above.
     
    It seemed that her nickname of Hive had been accurate after
all.  But, where were all the Drones, as she’d come to call these aliens?
     
    “Where is everyone?” she said quietly.  Her voice echoed. 
     
    Dante kept walking, heading straight for the first of the
folded waves of stone.  “I imagine many are at work.  However, we will not have
arrived unnoticed.  The council of females is most likely already with the
Queen, as are all her advisors and our lawmakers.  They await us.”  He paused,
seeming to think.  “We will not go unnoticed, especially if you keep talking.”
     
    He wouldn’t understand what he just said, so Mariella kept
her amusement to herself.  Dragging her exhausted body up the slopes was
difficult, especially in this damnable suit; she could only imagine how the guy
carrying her helmet was faring, but dared not look back to find you.  The
scuffling of their footsteps was loud and she kept looking around as they
climbed higher and higher, her feet slipping on loose stones, but she still saw
no one.
     
    They climbed so high and for so long that eventually, every
slip made her terrified she was about to die.  The line of men behind her
wouldn’t be able to stop her if she dropped –she might actually take some of
them out with her. 
     
    That would be an awful way to die, she thought, and
reached out to drag herself up to the next landing, her gloved fingers aching.
     
    Suddenly, that was it.  They had reached the apex, the very
highest level.  She knew that only because there was nowhere else to go, at
least visibly, even though there were tunnel openings higher than this. 
Turning around and looking back over the edge just wasn’t an option.
     
    Dante motioned to her.  “This way,” he said, and headed for
the tunnel slightly to the right and straight ahead.  As they were about to
enter, she finally saw it.
     
    A child.  Small and female, little more than a toddler, with
shadow-dark skin and metallic eyes.  The child stared and then slid back into a
small tunnel, disappearing out of tight.
     
    The tunnel Dante chose headed steadily upwards, which was
annoying, and it had man, many off-shooting branches.  From within them, she
thought she heard a small buzzing sound but it might just have been her
imagination.
     
    And then, quite suddenly, it wasn’t.  From the off-shoots,
they came and stood, blocking off all tunnel mouths but for the one they
followed straight.  They were mostly men, nearly all of them thinner and
rougher around the edges than broad Dante and his men.  A few were children,
and she saw that all the children were male.  In fact, the only females she saw
looked even worse than the men.
     
    I wonder if I was wrong about their hierarchy, she
thought, but this didn’t mean anything, did it?  They were just standing and
staring, buzzing amongst themselves.  She had no idea if they were talking to
each other or

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