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Call me a sinner, because he looks like a demon, and I am tempted.
It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance” It was a pleasure just to look at him.
“What’s it like seeing out of three eyes?” His laugh was full and genuine. “You’re the second terran to ask me that, and I’ve only met two of you.”
“Damn it,” he muttered, releasing a shaky breath. “She’s my mate.”
Obsessed, Drakkal grumbled in the back of Arcanthus’s mind. “Yes, because she’s my mate, you ornery fur ball. That’s how it works.”
“I’ve told many lies in my time. I cannot deny that. Truth has not always been my friend. But when I say this to you, it is meant with more sincerity than I can rightly express: you are the most beautiful female I have ever seen.”
“You will blossom soon enough, little flower,” he said softly, “and then you will realize your own beauty. I look forward to witnessing it.”
As though of its own accord, her arm extended, and her fingers brushed over one of his yellow markings. The tattoo pulsed with light. “What do these mean? And why do they glow?” Though the movement was subtle, she felt his muscles tense beneath her fingers, and he dipped his chin to glance down at her hand. “They are my qal. All my people are born with them. A result of our volturian ancestry. I’m afraid I can’t tell you why they glow, however. They just…do.”
“She’s my mate, you fucking zhe’gaash!” Arcanthus snarled through clenched teeth. “She’s my mate, and she’s in trouble, so I am going to go help her. You can come along or stay, but either way you’re going to shut your fucking mouth about her.”
Bravery is not a lack of fear but acting despite fear.” He grinned, flashing his fangs. “I am proud of you.” The voice that always haunted her—calling her worthless and weak every moment of every day—fell silent for the first time in years.
“Nothing about you—or how you’ve come to be here—is like anything I’ve ever done. You are the first I sought out personally. The first I’ve taken anywhere. The first I’ve fought for. You’re also the first to know my true name and the first to have slept in my bed. And you will be the only.”
“Razi has refused to drink since he awoke one morning in an unfamiliar bed with a tralix beside him.” “He still won’t tell us what happened,” said Koroq. “Claims he doesn’t remember. I don’t believe that.” “Doesn’t matter,” Razi muttered, sliding one of his cards into place on the board. “She was clingy. And she was bigger than me. Made me uncomfortable.”
“Why do we bother trying?” asked Kiloq as the gameboard reset. “Because I buy the drinks,” Razi replied. They all laughed—all but Razi. He kept a surprisingly straight face as he said, “What’s funny? It’s expensive. And I’m not even drinking.”
“Of course you are, my precious flower. You are my once-in-a-lifetime.”
“It means that my body, my instincts, and my…my soul recognize you as something more than anyone else could ever be to me. As my match. As the one person who can complete me, who can fill in what I’m missing.”
“Even when I was a slave, I never belonged so wholly to anyone as I do you.”
“This was my grandmother’s cat, Mister Wiggles. You reminded me of him the first time we met.” Drakkal’s brows fell low, and he looked slowly from the image to Samantha. “Um…cats are little animals from Earth that are often kept as pets,” Sam said, “and…well…” Arcanthus pressed his lips together and covered his mouth with a hand, holding back his laughter. “I remind you of a tiny, domesticated animal?” Drakkal asked in a low voice. “Yes.” Her eyes rounded, and she hurried to add, “I mean…your fur and your coloration do. Obviously, you’re not tiny, and you’re not an animal.” Samantha licked her
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All three of his eyes were narrowed on Drakkal in displeasure. Arcanthus stepped closer. “All right, that’s enough. Hand the female over.” Drakkal laughed and whispered, “Run away with me, terran. I’ll treat you better than he does.”
