Ravinn (Dragons Of Kelon) (A Sci Fi Alien Weredragon Romance)

by Maia Starr

  “Wow,” I couldn’t help but breathe. He shot a grin at me, and my face flushed hot. Why was he so attractive?

  “It’s my design,” he said. But he didn’t say it in the bragging tone that most men on Earth had. My engineering courses had always been a pissing contest full of men trying to out-do each other and get as much praise for their ideas as possible. But Laike’s tone was simple and matter of fact, as if simply conveying information to me. Was it possible he wanted praise? Would it keep me safer to give it to him?

  Like hell I would kiss his ass. I needed a plan.

  “I see,” was all I said. Still, it was a very elaborate design, and I couldn’t help but be impressed. The bottom of the frame was solid, with built in drawers. Apparently, it was all retractable.

  “Is this big enough for you?” Laike asked, frowning down at the bed. “I…don’t know how humans sleep.”

  “It should be fine,” I said, looking from Laike’s handsome, teal-colored face to the floor uncomfortably. Why did he seem to care so much?

  “I will bring you blankets.”

  I sat numbly, my mind reeling. I had to find a way out of this place. And as soon as this clumsy captor turned his back again, I was going to find my way out.

  ***

  I tossed and turned that night after a horribly awkward meal with Laike. I was starved after nearly three days without any food or water, and although I was horrified to be fed the same mysterious substances I had encountered in the cellar, it was all surprisingly palatable.

  “What is it like on Earth?” Laike asked me, his icy, metallic eyes fixed intently on me. “I’ve never traveled off of Jenal’k.”

  I didn’t feel like talking to this man about the planet I had been stolen from. It felt like a gaping wound that he was rubbing salt into. I chose to stay quiet.

  “What’s the matter?”

  I laughed sharply and startled us both. Was he really asking me what was wrong? How did he not have a sense of how twisted it was to be trapped in this man’s home and lightyears away from my own?

  “Did Zod hurt you?”

  The question silenced my laughter completely, and I stared hard at Laike. His eyes were so beautiful; I wanted more than anything for the concern in them to be sincere.

  “I’m fine,” I said, tearing myself away from his gaze.

  “Well, you’re my female now,” Laike declared. “I will protect you from him.”

  The look on his face implied that I should be flattered by this, but in truth, I was infuriated.

  “I’m not yours. And don’t call me a female. I’m a woman.”

  I pushed my food away and stood abruptly and left the table. I could feel Laike’s eyes boring into my back, but at that point, I couldn’t have cared less. My father had always told me that my temper would get me in trouble one day, and even as I stalked to the room Laike had assigned to me in a blind rage, I had to pray that this wouldn’t be the time it happened.

  The door had hissed closed behind me for only a few seconds before Laike’s fist pounded against it.

  “What do you mean by that?” his deep voice demanded. He sounded angry, and again, the fear welled in my breast. “You are mine now. And that is the way it has to be. I have to protect you from Zod, and I will do so if it kills me,” he paused before bellowing, “woman!”

  I cringed, expecting him to come in the room and go off on me the way Zod had, but instead, I could hear his angry stomping descend down the hallway and toward the door that I could only assume was Laike’s bedroom. It was going to be a long captivity.

  ***

  Night fell on the planet Jenal’k, and I was shocked by the beauty of the sky and the mountains. Laike hadn’t covered the windows like he had mentioned doing, and I was grateful for his lapse of memory. I had never seen such a sight.

  The night sky was a deep purple color, with swirling constellations. The stars seemed closer to Jenal’k than they were to Earth, and they shone in brilliant and dazzling colors. But the most striking difference was the three moons in different locations in the sky. One was apparently very close to the surface of Jenal’k, and was a huge circle of dim golden light. The second was higher in the sky, at 45-degree angle to the left of the biggest moon. It was a more brilliant golden color, and had craters in it that reminded me of Earth’s own moon.

  The most interesting moon of all, however, was the smallest. It was far away from the bigger golden moons, but it was also the most brilliantly colored. It was a deep maroon color that cast a brilliant silver-red glow over the mountains to the east. I had never seen such a sight before, and couldn’t imagine what else could possibly be in store for me on this strange planet.

  I wanted so badly to go out and escape into that night, but the windows and door were locked. If I tried to break through the glass, it would surely wake Laike, and I would undoubtedly be subjected to the same cruelty as I had suffered at the hands of Zod. I had told Laike I was fine, but in reality, I needed time to heal.

  Besides that, I was absolutely exhausted. I hadn’t been able to get a good night’s sleep in far too long, and without sleep, there was no way for my mind to function at its full capacity.

  I laid back on the mattress, shocked by how soft and welcoming it was. I supposed it wouldn’t hurt anything if I got some sleep. It wasn’t as if I had a good plan yet anyway. It would do me no good to go into a situation blind. I would just have to wait for my opportunity.

  With that resignation, I slipped easily into a deep, rejuvenating sleep.

  ***

  “Greetings to the new day,” Laike’s voice said. Half asleep, it reached my ears like a warm blanket, and I felt a bizarre sense of peace.

  However, as soon as my waking mind registered the sound of his voice, I sat up with a start.

  “What are you doing in here?” I blabbed. Tact wasn’t my strong suit.

  “I am greeting you into the new day. It is the first time you have awakened on a new planet. It is a happy occasion. I brought you a meal to commemorate it.”

  I pushed myself up into a sitting position and squinted at Laike. Although I felt well-rested, my head was aching. Zod had really done a number on me. I shouldn’t have been so abrasive to Laike, not if he could repeat the damage done to me by Zod. They were both unbelievably well-muscled. There would be nothing stopping Laike if he set his mind to harming me.

  “I see,” I said, trying my best to rein in my temper. If I did or said the wrong thing, it could mean a world of trouble for me. It would be best not to rock the boat. At least until I found a way out of this house.

  “This is a specialty my grandmother made for me. She told me it would be a special dish for bonding. I was never able to eat it with anybody but her, before. I haven’t been officially mated with anybody yet.”

  He said this with a large, shy smile that almost endeared him to me. Almost. What was up with this guy?

  “Thank you,” I said reluctantly, looking down at the tray of food he had sitting on the bed near my feet. The smell was surprisingly pleasant, and my stomach rumbled. I felt agitated at my body for betraying me, and not for the first time since I’d met Laike, either. I didn’t want any part of this bizarre charade. I just wanted to go home.

  “To my Earth woman!” Laike said, grinning obliviously and holding a glass of bubbling liquid in the air.

  I cringed and lifted the glass intended for me, bringing it to my lips. The taste was pleasant, but my stomach was in knots. I had finally gotten some rest after everything that happened, and it seemed clear to me that Zod had severely hurt my head. But it would do no good to tell that to Laike. It was better never to reveal your weaknesses.

  “How did you sleep?” Laike asked me.

  “I don’t know,” I said honestly. It had been deep and rejuvenating, yes, but it wasn’t my bed at home. I wasn’t sure I would ever sleep well again.

  “I know it can be strange to wake up in a new place,” Laike said. “After my grandmother passed into the arms of
the Plains goddess, I was taken to the academy and woke up in a dormitory with a hundred other Thressl’n boys.”

  I frowned. They had just taken a grieving boy in the middle of the night and deposited him in a dormitory? That might explain why he would abduct a woman and hold her hostage.

  “It was terrifying at first. Nobody would explain to me what had happened. I didn’t understand why I couldn’t go home. Luckily the Plains goddess and my grandmother appeared in a dream and consoled me. It was my fate to end up there. I learned a lot.”

  Laike trailed off, and I couldn’t help but wonder where his mind had gone. What kinds of experiences had shaped him into the man he was now and creased his handsome brow that way? Who had damaged him so much that he didn’t think twice of tying a woman up in a food cellar?

  “That must have been hard,” I said carefully. I didn’t want to show too much sympathy, in case it encouraged an inappropriate relationship with my captor, but I was truly sorry to hear his story. Compassion never hurt anybody. Did it?

  “It was meant to be,” Laike said cheerfully, all traces of his dark past gone from his face. His blue eyes shocked me with their intensity. I could tell there was a lot more to him than he was letting on. Not just to me, but to himself. Maybe to everybody. I had a sense for intelligence, and Laike was brimming with it. But he hid behind a goofy, oblivious façade. Why was that?

  “Try the Glershob,” he said, pushing one of the plates on the tray toward me. “I made it as a way to welcome you to Jenal’k. I’m sure you don’t plan to stay here long, though.”

  I frowned. Was he mocking me? But there was no trace of humor on his face, and I hesitantly took a bite.

  “This reminds me of something,” I murmured. The explosion of flavor was overwhelming. It had a slight hint of coconut, but there were more savory flavors that drowned it out. It was incredibly delicious, and I chewed thoughtfully. It was a lot like the last meal I had shared with my father before he had taken off, leaving me a ward of the state.

  “Togetherness is a hard memory,” Laike said as if he could read my thoughts. How would he have known though? Perhaps he was just thinking of his grandmother.

  Laike rose from the bed and smiled. “I have to go to work now. Please stay in the house. It is for your own safety.”

  “Work?”

  “Yes. I perform maintenance on the ships,” Laike said.

  So he was a handyman. That must have been how he had found me in my unfortunate circumstances. Lucky me.

  “I have been alone for a long time,” he continued. “I am very glad that we are together now.”

  Laike’s handsome face lit up with a smile, and again, I felt the unwelcome creep of desire heating my body. I looked away quickly, and by the time I was ready to face him again, he was gone.

  Chapter 4

  Laike Ostra’ki (Repair and Maintenance)

  I left Emily’s room feeling a little bit perplexed. She was a complex creature, and I couldn’t remember if humans were supposed to have purple splotches on their faces or if it was a sign of injury.

  The Thressl’n were so densely muscled that we didn’t bruise when we were injured. In fact, we hardly bled. Our bodies were highly functional machines built for war and hard labor. But I had almost forgotten that human bodies were highly water-based and far less muscular. There was a lot to learn about caring for an Earth female.

  Woman, she had said.

  What must she be thinking? At first, it seemed as if it was going well, but she had been very angry before retiring. I could remember the fury in my own breast after being relocated to the boys’ academy after my grandmother’s passing. It was probably normal for anybody who had been relocated against their will.

  “Laike, where the hell were you?” Absle exclaimed the second I walked into the main office to clock in. “I saved a seat for you and everything.”

  I had completely forgotten about the celebration. Again. I nearly blabbed the truth about the human female to Absle; it was so natural to tell him everything that could possibly cross my mind. Luckily I was able to stop the words in time.

  “I got caught up in a project,” I said dismissively. It was a partial truth, and one that he was used to hearing at this point in our relationship.

  “You and your tinkering. You know you’ll never get anything out of it, right? What’s the point? You should just focus on your real job.”

  “There’s nothing wrong with branching out,” I said defensively.

  “There is when it affects your social life! I hardly ever see you anymore!”

  “Why do I always have to be the one to come to the deserts of Armath? You could just as easily visit me at Mount Zennith,” I pointed out.

  “You know I hate it there,” Absle said. “What would the point of that be?”

  “Well you know I hate the red desert, and I’m not comfortable socializing.”

  “That’s just because you’re an egg-head. It’s hard to relate to people.”

  “It’s hard to have people tell you who you are and how to live, and not to do what you love doing,” I retorted, frowning at Absle. He had always tried to encourage me to be more practical. I usually took it as a sign that he cared enough to try to protect me from the unfair stigma of our people. But lately, it seemed more like he was impatient with my nonconformity.

  “Whatever you say, Laike,” he said, glancing at the clock. “I have things to do today. We will catch up later.”

  I watched Absle disappear down the hall and sighed heavily. Why was it so hard to maintain relationships? I always seemed to do something wrong. Why couldn’t things just be easier?

  Before long, I was immersed in my work and thoughts of Absle were long gone. Some of the pilots had been complaining about a consistent malfunction on the ship, and it took all the focus I could muster to pinpoint the problem. During battle, retroblasters were firing too soon or too late, which could potentially cause us to be fined by the Federation of Natural Preservation if we missed our targets and hit an ancient meteor or other such landmark.

  “Ostra’ki!”

  I jumped at the sound of my name, smacking my forehead hard on the metallic surface of the machine I was working on.

  I heard a snigger, and my blood ran cold. It was Captain Zod.

  “Yes, sir?” I asked, scrambling from beneath the machine. Zod stared hard at me before speaking.

  “Are you the man responsible for cleaning the ships?”

  “One of many, sir,” I said, though it burned me up to say so. I was the man responsible for designing the ships. Building the ships. Maintaining the ships. But because of the bizarre loyalty Thressl’n felt toward law, order, and fate, I was not given any credit for this little nuance.

  “I’ve been asking around to see if anybody might have seen something that went missing from my quarters.”

  “M-missing?” I stammered. The beautiful Earth woman’s face flashed in my head; the soft curls of her hair as they grazed my arm the night before nearly making me faint with a combination of fear and longing.

  “Yes,” Zod said vaguely, and grew quiet for a moment as if searching for a way to ask me if I had seen his illegal cargo without actually asking if I had seen it.

  “I cleaned the hallways and your quarters, sir. I found the strangest thing,” I said, my mind racing faster than my mouth could keep up with.

  “Oh?” Zod asked, his ears perking up. “What was that?”

  “This,” I said, digging into my pockets and pulling out a metal cylinder. It was about the length of a finger, and Zod stared at it, his face growing taut with frustration.

  “What the gods is that?” he growled, snatching it from my hand.

  “It goes in the motor of the ship. Did you experience any trouble during your flight?”

  It was unusual for a man of my rank to ask Zod such a question, but given the circumstances, I was able to get away with it.

  “Nothing I couldn’t handle. Was there anything else?”

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p; “Oh, just the usual,” I said carefully. The usual often meant body bags full of casualties. Zod had a perverse tendency to mutilate the corpses of his enemies after he had killed them. He didn’t think we knew about it, but after so many trips to Kelron and the crematorium, I had gotten quite a glimpse at this man’s instability.

  “I see,” he said. Zod looked angry, but seemed resigned. “That will be all.”

  He said it as if dismissing me, but turned his back and let himself out of the repair docks.

  My eyes watched Zod until he disappeared, and only then did I let out the huge breath I had been holding since he arrived. He would surely find out sooner or later that I had been responsible for removing his prized bundle. Hopefully, I would find a way to keep that from happening, or both I and the beautiful Earth woman would be doomed.

  ***

  “I am back,” I said. It was strangely nice to have someone to say that to after I arrived home from a long shift at a job I was too good for. The silence that met me was disturbing, however, and I frowned, listening carefully. The Thressl’n had exceptional hearing, but try as I might, I could not get a sense of the Earth woman anywhere in the house.

  “Emily?” I asked, stepping uncertainly to the bedroom.

  If she escaped, she would be taken back to the camps, and Zod would find her for sure. Then she would undoubtedly tell him all about how I had brought her to my home. I could say goodbye to any future I might possibly have if that was the case. I had to find her.

  “Answer me, woman!” I pleaded, my chest constricting tightly. Why hadn’t I been more careful? I hadn’t wanted to lock her in the cellar again, but what good was it to lock her in a room where she might easily escape?

  I quickly typed in the sequence to release the door, fearing the worst.

  “Emily?”

  I stepped inside, shocked to find that Emily was crumpled on the floor. I called her name again, but she was unresponsive. What was I going to do? There was nobody I could trust to help me, and I had no medical experience of my own.