Haunting Blackie: 8 (Cyborg Seduction)

by Laurann Dohner

  The vehicle came to an abrupt halt and he braced, cradling her in his arms to prevent her body from flying forward to slam into the front seats. He tore his focus from her to assess the front of the building. Three guards waited, men he knew and trusted.

  “Go,” Zorus ordered. “We’re behind you.”

  “Clear,” one of the guards shouted, their weapons raised, prepared to take out snipers from windows facing the front of the council building.

  Fear wasn’t an emotion he dealt with often but he experienced it as he shoved open the door and grabbed hold of Eve’s waist. He nearly dragged her out of the vehicle and pulled her close, facing him to make sure his body blocked her from the opposite building. His free arm hooked her legs, lifting them to the side. Any weapons fire would have to tear through him to reach her upper body. He even tucked his chin over the top of her head. He ran.

  Another security guard had been stationed inside at the doors and pushed one open at his rapid approach. He entered the building and glanced around as he paused, more than aware that she wasn’t safe yet. Zorus and Krell rushed in after him. The scarred male got ahead of Blackie.

  “Stay close.”

  “We’re right behind you,” Zorus assured Blackie. “No one stray from the plan.”

  “I know,” Krell grumbled. “I’m the one who thought it out. This way.”

  The male turned left, throwing open the doors that led to the council chambers. Blackie followed.

  The doors slammed behind them and Blackie glanced back. Zorus bolted them from the inside to prevent anyone from sneaking up behind them to attack.

  Eve remained oddly still in his arms but he was aware of her breathing. He glanced down to check on her. She was taking in the details of the room they passed through. Her fingers clutched his shirt and he was relieved she didn’t protest being carried in such an awkward position. He raised her higher against his chest and released her lower body in an attempt to make her more comfortable.

  She actually made walking easier when she drew her legs up and hooked them around his waist. Her arms slid around his neck in a hug. He blew out air hard, clearing away some of her long hair, which impeded his vision. He needed to stay alert.

  “It should be soon,” Zorus whispered. “We’re getting close.”

  “What should be soon?” Eve whispered back, probably sensing the danger.

  “Just trust me,” Blackie stated. He kept one arm free to reach for his weapon if the need arose.

  “I do. I’m not fighting, am I?”

  He almost smiled. Even under stress, the woman knew how to affect him in odd ways. “Thank you.”

  They made it to the last corridor that would take them to the chambers when Krell halted. His sword flashed as he withdrew it, the scrape of metal loud in the confined space. Blackie stopped, forcing Eve to let go, and put her on her feet. She was a little unsteady but stood without assistance when he shoved her behind him. He reached back, keeping her protected with his body.

  “Stay there.”

  She didn’t protest but he became annoyed when she leaned a little to the side and peered around his arm to see what they faced. Parlis and Jazel blocked the doors. Both of the council members held weapons.

  “Drop the sword,” Parlis ordered.

  Krell refused. “You’d shoot me?”

  “You pose a threat.” The male cleared his throat. “We only wish to speak to both women.”

  Zorus strode forward to Krell’s side. He halted there, a scowl on his features. “I am disappointed, my old friend.”

  The weapon in Parlis’ fingers wavered. “Why?”

  “You nearly killed us but failed.”

  “I had nothing to do with that attack.”

  Blackie didn’t believe it for a second.

  Zorus barked out a harsh laugh. “You lie as well as you succeeded in committing murder.” Zorus’ tone deepened. “You will lower your weapons.”

  “I want both women. Move out of the way and allow me access to them.” Parlis craned his neck, attempting to get a look around Krell and Zorus. “I need to speak to them.”

  Blackie shoved Eve completely behind him. It was clear that Parlis couldn’t see her with both of the cyborgs in his way. It was possible he’d shoot her if given the chance. She wiggled but stopped when he glanced over his shoulder with a stern look. She bit her lip, clearly angry, but gave a sharp nod. He returned his attention to the danger.

  “The solution here is compromise.” Zorus paused. “Hand Krell both weapons and allow him to search you for more. He’ll take them and leave us alone. I’ll permit you access if you just wish to speak to them. Pass your weapons to Krell. The Cyborg Council will wonder why we haven’t entered their chambers. I let them know when we reached the gates.”

  Blackie was prepared to turn, grab Eve and run if Parlis opened fire. Parlis’ features darkened. He glanced at the woman at his side and gave her a sharp nod. “Do it.”

  Blackie relaxed when Krell sheathed his sword, accepted the weapons and patted both members down. He glanced to Zorus for orders.

  “Wait outside and guard the doors at our back. Parlis wants privacy and we’ll give it to him. I keep my word.”

  Krell left, his features unyielding. Blackie kept Eve behind him and waited while the male unlocked the doors and left the room.

  “Where are the women?” Parlis glared at Blackie, then at Zorus. “You were a decoy?”

  “One of them is here. The other one isn’t on Garden.” Zorus coldly smiled. “You will keep a five-foot distance from her at all times or face violence from him.” He glanced at Blackie. “Step away. He wants to speak to the woman.”

  Blackie hesitated. It might be painful for Eve to be confronted by the past but it needed to be done. There wasn’t a chance she’d be harmed. He didn’t plan to let her out of his reach. Violence was a certainty if Parlis or Jazel attempted anything. He moved to her side.

  He watched Eve’s expression as she came face-to-face with Parlis. When she paled, his chest tightened until breathing became difficult. She wobbled a little on her feet and he reached for her. She waved off his offered hand, never taking her focus from the council member.

  He had a part to play and his control had never been tested as much as it was about to be. The plan needed to work in order to ensure Eve’s future safety.

  Chapter Ten

  “Freedom.” Eve recognized the cyborg. She’d met him dozens of times on Earth when they’d plotted her missions to locate and free cyborgs.

  His gaze widened. “Hellfire. I wasn’t told you were one of the two survivors. It is good to see you again.” His cold tone didn’t sound sincere.

  “You do know her. What is going on, Parlis?” Zorus stepped forward, anger clear in his voice. “Is what I’ve been told true? They were allies who helped our race escape from Earth? You never mentioned the canine units or how many lives they saved.”

  The other cyborg hesitated as he regarded the angry cyborg. “It was classified information. Myself and two others were behind mission 895589.”

  Blackie drew closer, his hands fisted at his sides. “You left those women on Earth to die. They helped us but you betrayed them. You gave your word to take them with us when we fled but you left them behind.”

  Councilman Parlis glanced at Blackie before returning his attention to Zorus. “It was a difficult decision but we made it. There was no need to burden others with the information. The results were all that mattered.”

  “You dishonor all cyborgs.” Blackie lunged, grabbing the lapels of the red uniform the cyborg wore. “They were our allies, yet you abandoned them. You had to have calculated their odds of survival once we were gone. They were slaughtered by the government in retaliation for our actions.”

  Eve tensed, wanting to attack the son of a bitch too. She held still though, too shaky to trust her current ability and coordination in a fight. Her mate seemed more than ready to inflict some bodily harm on the bastard. She’d settle for watchin
g Freedom bleed. Blackie could do some serious damage.

  “Release him.” Zorus gripped Blackie’s shoulder. “Please.”

  Blackie resisted. “They left them to die and knew it would happen. It’s the only logical conclusion. Do the calculations yourself.”

  “Release him,” Zorus firmly urged again.

  Blackie shoved Parlis and stepped back, standing next to Eve. She took his hand. He glanced at her, his rage still evident but his fingers curled around hers. Zorus crossed his arms over his chest, focused on his fellow council member.

  “Explain the logic to me of allowing them to die after promising to take them with us.”

  “I don’t have to.”

  Zorus’ dark eyebrow lifted. “We were grown in the same cloning laboratory and served together. I have considered you a friend, Parlis.” He paused. “I am asking you to tell me how you justified your actions of leaving the canine units behind when we fled Earth. I expect an answer.”

  He didn’t respond.

  Zorus softly swore under his breath. “Who were the other two cyborgs assigned to mission 895589?”

  Parlis blinked but said nothing.

  Blackie shot a heated stare at the female cyborg wearing the red uniform. “Jazel, you were a part of it.”

  Zorus glanced at Blackie. “How do you know?”

  “She was there when I was freed. She forced a link with my mind to show me information. I didn’t possess memories of our plight.”

  Zorus addressed her. “Is this true? Were you part of the mission?”

  “I was.” She didn’t deny it.

  “Who else?”

  “You don’t have to tell him anything,” Parlis snapped.

  The woman spoke. “Fleet was the third member of our group. We were the organizers of the mission.”

  “What exactly was the nature of that mission?”

  “To free cyborgs before Earth Government annihilated our entire race. We overheard that we were slated for termination but escaped together from one of the mining facilities we had been assigned to. But it wasn’t just certain groups of cyborgs that were targeted. Earth Government came to the same conclusion we had—they couldn’t continue to control us. We were too dangerous for them to allow us to live. We discovered that all cyborgs were scheduled for mass destruction, which meant the extinction of our species.”

  “Don’t,” Parlis demanded.

  She ignored his order. “There is no reason to classify this information any longer. Relevant facts,” she darted a curious glance at Eve, “have become known. You wished to speak to the canines to make them understand our decisions and why it is important they keep their silence.” Her gaze returned to Zorus. “Ask your questions.”

  “Why weren’t other cyborgs told about canine units?”

  “It could have compromised the success of the mission. Everyone was given specific assignments to perform. In case of a breach of information, it was more logical to keep their knowledge limited to their tasks.”

  “I understand that reasoning,” Zorus agreed. “One hand doesn’t know what the other is doing in the event of being captured and forced to talk.”

  “Correct. We needed the canine units to free cyborgs we didn’t have access to. They still held some of our kind inside the research department, which they had turned into a termination center. That’s where the canine units were stationed.” She looked at Eve again. “You performed admirably and rescued more units than we calculated. Good job.”

  “Thanks,” Eve muttered. “Did you purposely leave us behind?”

  “Yes.” The woman cyborg answered without hesitation.

  “Why?” Zorus’ voice deepened with anger. “Is Eve telling the truth? Did you promise to take her line with us when we fled?”

  “Don’t answer,” Parlis hissed.

  Jazel hesitated. “We made that promise but we never intended to keep it.”

  “Shut up!” Parlis took a threatening step toward her.

  The female cyborg threw out a hand, hitting him mid-chest and knocked him back. He stumbled but managed to stay on his feet.

  “I will damage you if you attempt that again.” Jazel faced Zorus. “We lied to the canine unit leader.” She addressed Eve. “I apologize. At the time it didn’t seem wrong. The implants that controlled our emotions had been recently shut off and we weren’t totally rational at all times. I have since regretted that decision.”

  Eve felt rage boil up inside. “They slaughtered my littermates one by one as punishment for helping you.”

  Jezel didn’t appear surprised. “Again, I apologize. Our priority was saving cyborgs. You can see the logic in that.”

  “Fuck you. There were three hundred of us and now there are just two.” Eve inched closer to Blackie, glad he held her hand. She wanted to kill the cyborg woman. She fought tears.

  “There is no justification you could state that would excuse leaving them behind to die,” Blackie hissed. “Eve deserves to hear the reason behind it.”

  Jazel took a deep breath. “Parlis argued they were weak, too emotional and therefore unstable.”

  “I did not!”

  The cyborg woman turned toward him. “You stated they would be a nuisance on the ships and an extra burden on our limited resources.” She faced Blackie. “Fleet and I only agreed because it seemed rational. They weren’t able to go days without food if necessary to help stretch our supplies, nor were they trained to slow their breathing to minimize the drain on life support. We had no information to calculate or even estimate the extent of our journey in space. At that time we had no idea how long it would take to locate a new home planet. The government never allowed us access to solar system charts or to any information that might make it possible to escape Earth. It seemed reasonable at the time to leave the canine units behind to give our people a higher survivability rate.” She gazed at Eve. “We deemed your line expendable due to those factors.”

  Blackie released Eve and took a menacing step closer to the woman. “Did you ever take into consideration that they were women when you were doing your calculations to assure our race would survive long-term? So few of ours were alive.”

  Zorus put his body between them. “I wish to know the answer to that as well, Jazel.”

  The cyborg fixed her cool gaze on Eve. “We did. The three of us discussed the matter at length.” She sighed, shifting her attention to Zorus. “They wouldn’t have been an acceptable match for breeding purposes.”

  “Who gave you the right to make that decision?” Blackie released Eve and tried to lunge forward. Zorus blocked him by stepping into his path again.

  “Were canine women designed to be infertile?” Zorus sounded calm. “Is that what you are stating, Jezel?”

  “No.”

  “Stop playing verbal games,” Parlis hissed. “Those creatures were able to breed and we knew they’d have extended life spans. That’s why we couldn’t allow them to board our ships. We’re cyborgs!”

  “You knew our men would welcome canine women into our society if it were taken to a vote,” Blackie accused. “You weren’t thinking of the good of our people but of your own bias against another race.”

  Parlis threw out his hand and waved toward Eve. “It was repugnant to even consider downgrading our superior DNA by mixing it with theirs in our future generations. Our men would have bred with those animals if we’d allowed it. That’s why you have to help me stop her from telling our population about their existence. Imagine the horrific results it would have caused. I prevented that from happening. The offspring of those pairings would have fangs and claws, growling as if they were barbarians.”

  Zorus sidestepped out of Blackie’s way. “Leave him alive when you’re done. Enough has been said.”

  Eve watched as her mate attacked the male council member. Parlis didn’t even have time to lower his arm before the bones in it snapped as Blackie gripped it with both hands. The sickening sound was heard over his gasp of pain.

  “She’s no
t a barbarian!” Blackie bellowed, swinging his prey and throwing him into a wall. He hit with a loud thud and stayed down. “Eve is a person.” He bent, grabbed Parlis by the front of his uniform and jerked him to his feet. He drew back his fist and punched him in the face. “You should have been left behind on Earth.”

  “Enough!” Jazel attempted to intervene.

  Blackie threw Parlis against the wall once more and watched him crumple to the floor. He spun around. “Feel grateful you’re a woman,” he warned. “You are guilty of committing genocide.” He turned his head to stare at Zorus. “I demand they be stripped of their positions and arrested.”

  Eve held her breath, hoping her mate wasn’t about to be the one shackled for attacking a council member. She inched closer to him, intent on defending him if guards rushed into the room to seize him.

  Zorus crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m currently linked with the other council members. We’re in agreement with you since they’ve been watching this interaction via the recording devices concealed around this area.”

  Parlis gasped, a horrified look on his face. “I was trying to protect our race. What have you done?”

  “I know your tactics well.” Zorus shook his head. “You had too much to lose without attempting to stop the woman from speaking to the other council members. This was the most logical area for you to privately confront us if we reached the building. You would have attempted to discredit anything the canine units had to say in front of the council but I correctly believed you’d be honest when confronting her. Now the members have heard facts you can’t dispute. We were once considered expendable because of human prejudice. You’re equally as guilty of that atrocious crime by your actions. The Cyborg Council has unanimously agreed to strip you of your rank and charges are being filed.”

  “What charges?” Parlis turned an ugly shade of gray.

  “You committed murder.” Zorus paused. “You’re responsible for the deaths of our allies. You represented our race as a whole when you made that deal with them.”

  “You can’t do that.” Jazel appeared shaken and a bit pale. “We founded the council. Every decision made was to safeguard our race. That’s why I was so cooperative while answering your questions. I believed you’d understand. You should agree with what had to be done.”