Chapter Twelve
Krac stared at the still figure on the bed. The creature lying on the soft covers was totally different than what he had first encountered in the corridor. He had stood frozen in confusion as the male finally wiggled out from under the massive body that had collapsed on top of him.
It had taken another minute before he understood what the male was ordering him to do. His eyes had been locked on the pale face with its perfectly formed features. A delicate oval face, framed by rich, vibrant red hair touched with strands of gold held him mesmerized. Her lashes lay like fragile crescents against milky white skin. Narrow eyebrows, the same color as her hair, swept over her closed lids like the feathers of a rare cardinal back on Earth. Her nose was small and her lips….
Krac’s
