Sweet Alien Savage (Zerconian Warriors Book 4) by Sadie Carter

should assign someone else. A male.”
    Mila tugged at her hair in frustration. Okay, she needed to calm down.
    Bald would not be a good look for her.
    “Urgh, just because I don’t have a dick doesn’t make me an idiot. I can take care of myself. Plus, there are few other people who have the access and knowledge of this compound that I do.”
    “You could not protect yourself against someone looking to do you harm. You are small and delicate. You should be protected, not placed in danger. Ambassador, I demand that you assign someone else.”
    Aline stared at her then Koran thoughtfully. “No. Mila is the only person I trust to do this. She will investigate with you or you will leave. Those are your choices.”
    His eyes flashed red and Mila took in a sharp breath. “You place her at risk. That I cannot allow.”
    “Not if your man is the killer,” Aline pointed out, taking another sip of scotch. “It’s Mila or nothing.”
    He glared down at her.
    “Is it so hard to spend time with me?” Mila asked, unable to help herself. But she couldn’t help but feel hurt by his reaction.
    “You will be a distraction. I will be worried over your safety the entire time. You must promise to follow my lead and obey my orders.”
    “Hmm, let me think about that.” She counted to ten to cool her temper. “Nope, not going to happen.”
    A tic developed in his cheek. “I will be in charge of your protection. You will obey me or the deal is off.”
    “Seriously? You’d leave Darac out to dry just because you’re not getting your own way?”
    He looked puzzled. “Darac is not wet. Unless you engage water torture for prisoners?”
    She sighed. “No. I just meant that you would let Darac take the blame just because I won’t jump when you say jump?”
    “I was not talking about exercise but safety. Your safety. Which is of the utmost importance. Darac would understand that.”
    Mila had no idea why he had his pants in a twist over her safety, but she could tell he wasn’t about to budge on this. As much as it galled her to agree to his demands over safety, she could tell he was going to be stubborn about this. Darac needed her and she wouldn’t let him down.
    “Fine, but I’m only going to listen to you when it comes to safety. Nothing else.”
    “Obey. Not listen.”
    She growled. “Fine, obey.”
    “Good.” He nodded with satisfaction.
    “But you’ll have to take direction from me when it comes to talking to people. They won’t talk to you if start growling and throwing your weight around.”
    “I did not intend to throw anyone.”
    She sighed, looking up at the ceiling. “Why me?”
    He looked up at the ceiling. “Who are you talking to?”
    “God. The fates. Anyone who will listen, quite frankly. I want to know what I ever did to deserve you.”
    “Oh God, I so see it now. It’s you.” Aline laughed as they turned to her in confusion. “Classic. Priceless. You rejected me because of her. Her .”
    “What is she talking about?” Mila asked him. “You rejected her?”
    “He did. Can you believe it?” Aline said with a smirk as she poured herself another scotch.
    Mila resisted the urge to suggest that she’d had enough to drink. Instead, she turned to look up at Koran.
    “Not really,” she said quietly.
    Koran was looking grim. “Perhaps this is a conversation for another day.”
    “I don’t know; I think today is perfect. She doesn’t know, does she?” Aline pointed at Mila.
    “I don’t know what?”
    “That you’re his mate. He refused to sleep with me because he already had a mate. Only he wouldn’t tell me who it was. And it’s you! My sister! Can you believe it? How can he want you over me? I’m smarter, better looking, and much more successful. You’re my assistant, for God’s sake. Plus, you’re clumsy and kind of mousy. But you’re his mate.”
    Even though it was the truth, Aline’s words still hurt. Why would Koran want her over Aline?
    “Your sister?” Koran gaped at