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I never expected to be stranded on an asteroid with four aliens.
It’s a miracle we survived, but just because we’re still alive after the crash doesn’t mean it will stay that way.
One of the Athions almost killed me. I don’t trust him and I don’t think I ever will.
The other Athion seems nice, but every time I look at him, I’m reminded of what his kind did to me.
And the two Trads… well, things are confusing. I think I like them. A lot. But I’m not supposed to fall in love with the enemy.
It would have been easier to have died in the crash. But now I’m determined to survive, no matter the cost.
Kili recognizing he had shot Wren immediately picks her up and runs with her back to his ship. The med machine was their only hope of saving her. As he places her he is also trying to figure out how to play this. By hurting her he has sentenced himself to death, so he instead tries to pin the blame on the Trads.
Of course this doesn’t pan out the way he plans as he gets knocked out by Raf when he enters their ship again. It’s while he’s out cold that Wren wakes and panics. Once out of the machine she insists on going to the Trad ship and Kion complies. Kion learns the ugly truth that Kili had shot Wren, and works with Raf to free Vuk from the debris.
This is a favorite scene.
“Help us with this beam, will you?” The female’s voice was stern.
Together with Raf, she was trying to get a particularly large piece of metal off the other Trad. I hurried over and gently pushed her aside, taking her place.
“You shouldn’t exert yourself,” I chided. “You got shot not long ago.”
“And whose fault is that?” she hissed, reminding me of a wild poomii.
I didn’t reply, but I put my full strength into helping the Trad lift the beam. It shifted, almost slipping from my grip, but luckily Raf remained in control, pushing it to one side and letting it fall to the ship’s floor. We worked silently, removing the debris trapping the other Trad. Wren watched from the sidelines, her hands twitching as if she was having trouble keeping herself from helping.
Her strength was surprising. I’d imagined human females as helpless, gentle creatures who needed to be cared for and protected round the clock. Either this one was an exception or I was completely mistaken.
It would have been Kili’s and my turn next year. Going back to Athion, hopefully finding a female. Now that he’d shot the human, there was no chance of them ever allowing us back. Me, maybe, but we were a team. Right?
Kili groaned and I swirled around. He’d opened his eyes, but he looked weak and disoriented.
The female – Wren, I had to remember to use her name now that I knew it – shrunk back, towards the Trads. I cursed beneath my breath. She was afraid of Kili. She was angry at me. Not exactly a great start.
The Trad on the floor lifted his weapon and pointed it at Kili. I should have stepped in the line of fire, but I remained where I was. Kili met my eyes and frowned.
“I know,” I said gravely. “We all do.”
The frown deepened and a vein popped on his forehead. That only happened when he was either very angry or very upset. I hoped it was the latter.
I took one step forward, then stopped, wringing my hands. “How could you?”
He blinked, then looked away.
“Coward,” Raf spat. “The least you could do is admit your actions.”
“Kili, help us understand,” I begged. Laird, I sounded desperate.
Instead of turning back to me, Kili looked at the female. He held out a hand, as if he wanted her to help him up, or maybe just touch her. I cringed in disgust.
“It was an accident,” he whispered hoarsely. “I wanted to shoot the Trad, but she threw herself on top of him just when I pressed the trigger. I’m sorry, female. I never intended to hurt you.”
“My name is Wren,” she snapped. “And even if you didn’t plan to shoot me, you still tried to kill a defenceless, injured man. How can you stand looking at yourself in the mirror? You’re despicable.”
She pointedly turned her back on him and Raf did the same.
I balled my hands into fists, tension filling my body. I was torn between the two sides. Kili was my friend, but he’d done something terrible. Gritting my teeth, I turned as well and continued with freeing the other Trad. Helping him was more important than wasting my time on a traitor.
Skye MacKinnon. Guarded by them: Between Rebels Book Two (Kindle Locations 352-377). Peryton Press.
The Trad ship is uninhabitable and they all move into the Athion ship. Wren again panics seeing the similarity to the ship she was held captive and beaten on.
Wren is determined to overcome her issues and with the help of Vuk and Raf she begins to succeed. Unfortunately Kili and Kion had already sent an SOS to the Athion fleet.
Vuk and Raf would be sentenced to death for pirating so it’s agreed they will try to contact a pirate ship to get them before the Athion ship can. Wren surprises the guys at every turn with her courage, strength and resilience, traits neither the Athions or Trads thought human women possessed.
Fast-paced and enthralling as they all start working together for the best outcome for their dilemma. Some simmer with Wren and the Trads which only serves to confuse the Athions more.
I can’t wait for the next book.
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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.
She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.
When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.