Page 36 of Guardian's Legacy


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Frygg!

Instinctively, I knew that it wouldn’t matter how many Pronex I fought, how much damage I did or received, or how much distance I brought between Alice and me. I wanted her. And onlyher. That's why I had commed her the first night after I left Astrionis, and last night, and nearly again this morning.

"Come on, handsome, let me show you a good time," the female enticed, her hand reaching for my cock. I swiped it away. Just the thought of her touching me sent shivers of revulsion down my spine.

Again, green eyes and milky skin danced in front of my vision. I slapped my hand to my face and drew it slowly down. This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. Wasthiswhat the Lord Protector had been talking about? Maybe the others hadn't been able to get their dicks up when they were separated, and the Lord Protector, stifling that he was, had worded it differently.

It didn't matter, because it seemed I was cursed.

It wanted Alice.

It was Alice’s voice in my head that made my blood burn. The way she argued, the way she smirked, the way she glared at me like she was two ticks from throwing something at my head. Infuriating, irritating, absolutely impossible, Alice.

She was the one I wanted, theonlyone I wanted.

A growl rumbled deep in my chest, not from desire but irritation.

The female in front of me hesitated and watched me carefully. "Is something wrong?"

Yes. You're nother! "I'm not in the market for sex; you'll have to find someone else." Irritation jolted through me for the slight wave of guilt washing up in me. What did I have to feel guilty about?You could have said it nicer, a voice that sounded suspiciously like Alice popped up. Great, now I was having internal debates with her.

Frygg.

It had been a mistake coming here.

Because my cock wanted Alice.

My body wanted Alice.

My mind wanted Alice.

Maybe it was the stupid mating marks. I nodded to myself. Yes, that had to be it. There must have been some pheromones, hormones, or cosmic juice in them that anchored me to her.

I returned to my ship, but as soon as I entered the cargo hold, my mind projected Alice by the hatch, fumbling with the damn controller. And just like luck would have it, the cursed cleaning drone she had never been able to fix appeared and kept running its head into the wall. Over and over. "Yeah, buddy, I know how you feel," I snarked, then wanted to slap myself. Now I was talking to myself? Frygg.

I kicked the stupid drone so hard that it shattered against the wall.Serves you right, I thought, but my quick burst of violence did nothing to clear my head. The moment I entered the hall, I saw her again. Alice. Staring at me.

I banged my head against the wall, just like the damn drone. Unfortunately, I couldn't kick myself.

Two days we had spent together. Two frygging days. There was no way in the universe that I couldn't part from her after only knowing her for two days. I entered the bridge—big mistake. Her face looked up at me from the panel she had worked on while saving us from the Ohrurs overwriting our course. She had looked so damn proud. So pleased with herself. And well she should have been. She was a frygging genius.

I rubbed my neck. Two days. There was no way to fall for someone in two days. Well, maybe it had been a few more than that, but she had only stayed in my quarters for two days. Before that… before that, she had already driven me insane.

It had not been necessary to kiss her that day. I could have simply led her by her hand back to my quarters, and the humans would have received the same message just fine. But I didn't, because Iwantedto kiss her. Wanted to feel those pliable lips underneath mine.

And now I wanted more. I wanted her.

I didn't even know how that would work. I had some credits stored away because it had never sat well with me that the Ohrurs kept my part of the payments. It was as if part of me had always known they would try to cross me, but I had enough credits to last Alice and me for a lifetime. That wasn't where I was headed, though. I was going to Darlam to find out what was happening with the mating marks, about us, and who we were.

It occurred to me that maybe Alice had a right to be on that journey with me since, for whatever reason, she carried the same mating marks. Whatever it was, we were connected.

What would I say, though, if I returned to Astrionis or Rottvan or wherever the frygg she was? It wasn't like I could declare my undying love for her. Neither could I tell her that I missed her.

That's when I realized that my fingers had been busy the entire internal debate, setting a course for Astrionis.

Okay, for a few days, I'll go there, I told myself. Just for a few days…

ALICE