“No. She will be ours.” One of the golden warriors stepped forward with a nearly identical twin at his side.
“Mine!” Another giant came forward, nearly as big as Rezzer, already huge, his face transformed. His roar was nearly as loud as Braun’s.
Pandemonium ensued as two aliens behind the one who held my helmet began shoving and punching each other. Why they fought, I had no idea. It appeared Braun had few challengers. Based on his size, that was completely understandable.
Braun stepped forward and motioned to the two golden aliens. With a groan, I bit my lip and looked around. Not one, but three warriors were lined up directly behind me, shoulder to shoulder. And they weren’t watching the fight, they were watching me.
No easy getaway there.
“This is insane,” I shouted at all of them. “I don’t belong to any of you.” With a sigh, I turned back around to see the golden ones step forward. One of them, I saw now, had a face half metallic and a completely silver eye. It was unnerving and strange, but then, everyone here seemed to me marked in some way by the silver flesh.
Contaminated. Imprisoned.
I was screwed. I’d done everything wrong. I was supposed to remain hidden. That hadn’t happened. I was supposed to remain unobtrusive. Yeah, I couldn’t get any more visible, and I hadn’t even been trying.
I was a terrible spy. The worst.
Now I had hot aliens fighting over me, one claiming I belonged to him. I should have been flattered or impressed. I should have been thrilled. Heck, what woman wouldn’t want a bunch of ridiculously hot aliens all wanting to claim her?
Me. That’s who. I didn’t want a mate. Yeah, dream man Kiel had been hot as hell, but I had a little boy to get home to and three days to make it back onboard that shuttle before it left. I wasn’t going to miss my ride home. I’d survive now, escape later.
It was the only option I could think of because I had no idea how I was going to get out of this.