Rescued by the Alien Warrior Hope Hart (literature books to read TXT) 📖

“Did you bring your tonic?” he murmurs in my ear, and all sexy thoughts flee from my head.

“I don’t need it anymore,” I grind out, teeth clenched in annoyance. He leans forward, taking my chin in his hand as he turns my head to face him. His expression is no longer amused.

“Zoey—”

That’s it.

“You listen to me,” I snap. “I’m an adult woman who saves lives on my planet. I’m responsible for my own health, and I’ve been following Moni’s treatment plan. You have nothing to do with that plan. I’m not going to discuss this again, so if you don’t have anything to talk to me about that doesn’t involve my health, I suggest you don’t say anything at all.”

His eyes widen slightly as he examines my face. Whatever he sees must convince him I’m one-hundred-percent serious because his jaw tightens, but he nods, releasing my chin. I blink back tears as I make eye contact with Hewex, and he gives me a sympathetic look.

With a nod from him, we’re on the move.

Tagiz

“Zoey.”

She ignores me, and I sigh. “I…apologize.”

She ignores that too, and I stare at the back of her head. Zoey is quick to laugh, and I have never seen her hold a grudge. I push down the panic that begins to rise at the thought of her no longer speaking to me.

When she was recovering from her illness, we would spend long nights talking. She told me of her work as a healer on Earth, and I explained how I grew up with Rakiz, certain I would continue my family’s tradition and become one of his most loyal and trustworthy warriors.

I miss those nights with her.

Regret washes over me as I study the beautiful female who is busy ignoring me. She turns her head slightly as Hewex says something, and I ignore the jealousy that stabs into me when she gives him a tiny smile.

She never smiles at me anymore.

“Zoey,” I murmur again.

She stiffens. “What?” she finally says, and a surprising warmth in my chest makes me want to pull her even closer.

Zoey is the only female who has ever made me feel tenderness.

“Please accept my apology,” I murmur. “I know I am…protective. It is only because I care about you.”

She’s silent for a long moment. “You may not see me as a woman, Tagiz, but I won’t have you treating me like a child.”

My mouth twists. “You were so sick…”

“And you’ll never get past it. I understand, Tagiz,” she says, and her voice is hollow. “But I won’t allow you to interfere in my life.”

I grind my teeth. I don’t know how this happened. How I put that sadness in Zoey’s voice. But I will fix it.

“I see you as an exquisite female, Zoey. You…dazzle me. If you can’t see that, you haven’t been paying attention.”

I lean forward and whisper the last few words in her ear, and she shivers, glancing over her shoulder at me, those big blue eyes wider than ever.

“Don’t play with my feelings, Tagiz.”

I sigh. I should let her go. Let her find another warrior who will walk through the forest with her before dawn. Who will murmur with her at night and show her all the ways a Braxian can make a human female scream with pleasure?

The thought makes me clench my fists, and Zoey taps on my arm as it tightens around her waist.

I lean forward and murmur in her ear again. “Did I ever tell you what I thought the first time I saw you open your eyes?”

Zoey laughs but not like the question is funny. “I give this weak human female two days before she’s dead?”

I growl at that, leaning forward and nipping gently at her earlobe. I’m rewarded with her low groan, and she clutches my arm tighter as I murmur into her ear.

“I looked into your eyes, and all I could think was ‘finally, I found her.’ But you were so sick. The Voildi and the Zintas almost took you from me before I could even find you.”

“If that’s how you feel, then why wouldn’t you kiss me?”

I open my mouth to attempt to explain, but Hewex pulls his mishua to a stop, and Jozet does the same.

“From here, we move fast,” Hewex says in a low voice. “This is the perfect place for an attack, so we will not be lingering in this area.”

We all nod, and my mishua needs no encouragement when Hewex directs us to gallop across the open clearing. She snorts, throwing her head in glee before sprinting after Hewex’s mishua at a pace that makes Zoey clutch even tighter at the arm I have wrapped around her tiny waist.

As if I would ever allow her to be harmed. I scowl at the thought.

I continually scan our surroundings, aware everyone else is doing the same. The Dokhalls don’t appear to be lying in wait; however, they may be waiting closer to the Colossal Water or perhaps planning to attack us when we return.

Who knows what these strange purple creatures have planned? All I know is we will slaughter each and every one of them before we allow them to take the human females from us.

Zoey

The trip across the water will only take a few hours, but the sound of Hewex’s retching makes it feel longer. The poor guy pukes again and again, and Vivian wrinkles her nose at the sound as she offers him a cloth to wipe his face.

Tagiz murmurs something to him at one point, and Hewex scowls, his expression deadly before he turns away to hurl once more.

“What did you say to him?” I ask when Tagiz sits back down beside me.

“I told him he should have learned from the last time he crossed the Colossal Water.”

Hewex wipes his mouth, his face pale and sweaty, and I feel for the guy. I wish I had some anti-nausea meds or something to give him so he could have some relief.

Earlier, Vivian warned me not to get