Chapter 6-2
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Hunter shook his head, but sat back down. His eyes followed Jesse as she walked around the table back toward the bathroom behind him. He turned his attention back to Taylor as she started telling him about an older couple that lived near them years before.
He glanced at the clock wondering how much longer it would be before he could send Jesse’s two younger sisters back to their room. He had hoped one of them would start showing signs of being tired but so far none of them appeared to be feeling like sleep. Hell, the young one acted like she could go on sharing stories for several more hours.
Frustration gnawed at him. He wanted to get the female alone. It had been a long time since he had relieved himself with a living female and Jesse’s scent was driving him crazy. He wanted her with a hunger that surprised him. He would have to be gentle when he took her so he would not break her but he felt confident that would not be an issue.
He started to turn back around when he heard Jesse returning but Taylor touched his arm and leaned forward, said something to him that he missed. He bit back a growl. He was going to have to ask the little female to repeat what she had said as he had been distracted… again.
“What?” Hunter asked impatiently.
“I said I hope you have a nice sleep,” Taylor repeated.
“A nice sleep?” Hunter repeated with a frown. “What do…” His voice faded as he felt a cold injection being pressed into his neck.
He half rose and began to turn when his legs gave out under him and his knees hit the hard floor. His eyes blurred as he stared in disbelief at Jesse. His eyes moved from the injector in her hand to her eyes. He opened his mouth to howl in rage before they rolled back in his head as the medication worked its way through his system.
Humans were not to be trusted, he thought. No matter what their age or gender.
That single thought swept through his mind as several sets of hands grabbed him and lowered him gently to the floor as he started to fall forward. He heard Taylor’s frantic whisper followed by Jordan’s. He fought against the sedative they had injected him with but it was useless. The last thing he heard was Jesse’s soft voice as she knelt next to him and covered him with a blanket.
“You aren’t so bad for being an alien. Be careful and try to stay safe,” she whispered, brushing his hair back from his face with tender hands. “Goodbye, Hunter.”
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Jesse climbed out of the window last. She looked back one last time at the huge alien warrior sleeping on the hard floor. Regret burned in her chest. He was different than she expected. She shook her head and quietly closed the window behind her. Jordan waited at the corner for her. They would follow Taylor to where she had seen the garbage trucks leaving. They each had a pillowcase filled with items. It made it a little clumsier to run but they had no choice since they had lost everything when they were captured.
Jesse fingered her dad’s hunting knife that she had found in the top drawer of the single dresser in the room. Tears had burned her eyes when she had touched it. She also found the universal key set he had given her.
“There,” Taylor whispered, pointing to an area where several large trucks were sitting. “We can hide in the back.”
“It looks like they are about to head out,” Jordan said. “Let’s go!”
Jesse looked back one last time at the building they had just exited. She bit her lip and shook her head in frustration at her indecision before she turned and followed her sisters. They waited at the corner of the building nearest where the trucks passed by. The minute the last truck drove by they ran in the shadow behind it. Taylor vaulted over the side, followed by Jordan. Jesse gripped the back, almost falling, before Taylor and Jordan reached out and grabbed her arms pulling her over the side.
“This stinks,” Jordan whispered as she laid down on top of several black bags.
“That’s the whole idea, isn’t it Taylor?” Jesse whispered back before she lifted a bag and set it on top of Jordan. “Now, we hide.”
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