Soros: Alien Warlord's Conquest (Scifi Alien - Human Military Romance) by Vi Voxley Page B

her. So the tone of her voice had to be enough to make him understand.
    She'd been right. The moment he heard her voice, Turian turned in a flash, but seeing the gun hang in the air unassisted made him pause just long enough for Soros to join in. The warrior pulled his twin blades free faster than she could see, and in the next second, the clan lord's neck was between them.
    In that moment, seeing Turian's eyes, Kat dearly wished she'd live in a world where all the evil tyrants were stupid and blind – it took the clan lord only a second to deduce all he needed.
    "I see you've got company. Show yourself, girl."
    Behind him, Kat could see Soros shake his head.
    "Don't do it," he growled. "Don't tell him anything, least of all your name."
    She shut up while Turian smiled.
    "I see. He tried to hide you. And now he's protecting your identity. How sweet of him. Now, little girl, what did you think was going to happen? There is still only two of you and hundreds of me."
    "No," Kat replied, putting as much conviction into her voice as she could.
    Drawing on everything she knew of Corgan clan lords and about Turian particularly, she said, "There is only one of you."
    The angry look he gave her assured Kat that she was on the right track. As she'd thought, they weren't his prisoners yet. He was theirs, like any person who valued their life above all others would have been.
    "I don't believe for a second that you’d trust any of your warriors to do what you do," she pushed on, hoping she hadn't misinterpreted anything. "You want to live at all costs. That is why you're at a disadvantage. You know Soros. You know he will die if he must. So will I. How about you?"
    Turian gritted his teeth furiously, confirming everything she'd suspected from the start.
    "As for what now… That is simple," she said. "You will walk out of here, with Soros. Tell your men to give you space to deal with him alone. Soros will lead the way. When he finds a place where we can slip away, I will let you go. Until then, one wrong move and I will take your head off."
    The clan lord considered her proposal, but Kat could see the dark look in Soros' eyes. Turian said what the warlord had to have been thinking.
    "You must think I'm insane. The moment we are alone, he will kill me anyway."
    "We will stay in sight of your men, but far enough from them. And if you think it's safer for you to signal them as we go and hope I miss, forget about it. I'm not that bad of a shot, and Soros would finish you even if I didn't. Now, I've given you a chance. Choose well ."
    She had to wonder what it felt like for Turian to hold negotiations with a floating gun, but against her expectations, the clan lord grinned.
    "She's quite something, isn't she, Soros?" he asked. "You've found yourself a nice little guardian."
    Soros chose not to answer that taunt. As Turian opened the channel and spoke into the comm link, Soros turned to her.
    "That was very brave of you," he said silently.
    "Thank you," Kat said, beaming until Soros went on.
    "I didn't mean it as a compliment," the warrior continued. "I told you to stay hidden."
    "He would have killed you," Kat protested, slightly hurt that her efforts to save his ass were not appreciated in the least.
    "And now he'll kill us both if he catches us again. Which you have made considerably easier for him."
    "How exactly?" Kat demanded, not realizing how much she'd raised her voice before Turian turned to her with a smile.
    "I wish I could see if you're as pretty as you are ferocious," the clan lord said. "But I can tell you don't see that you've exposed Soros' lie to me."
    "What lie?" Kat asked angrily, still holding him at gunpoint. "He doesn't lie."
    "Yes, he did. You heard us. The man we all thought to be as cold and unyielding as the mountains around us... has a weakness after all. Lead the way now, Soros. It's a beautiful day outside."
    Giving her one last look – one amused, the other indescribable – the two warriors stepped out of the