9
VUKI paced my room, back and forth. I’d been doing it for hours now, but it helped me think. It usually did, anyway. Not this time. I couldn’t get my mind off the human female on board. The way she’d felt in my arms. How light her body had been. How soft. How her eyes had blinked up at me. How she’d moaned in pain. How I wanted to hear that sound again, but not because she was in pain. I wanted her to feel good. Safe. Revered. Yet there she was, scared and alone in her room. I’d stopped watching her. Seeing her cowering in her pillow nest made me want to throw things. Those Athions had so much to answer for. We’d make them pay.
I checked my communicator every ten clicks. No messages from other pirates had arrived yet. Nor had an Athion ship been spotted by our AI. We’d stopped moving,
