Saving Verakko (Clecanian, #3)

by Victoria Aveline

They’d also taken a big risk and started eating red fruits from a nearby tree.

Oooop. Well hopefully they luck out and don’t come across the animal

Kadion crouched, and rivulets of blood ran down his upturned face from a nasty headwound. “We’re aiming to incapacitate, not kill, so keep those bites to yourself unless we’re about to die.”

Idk why it’s so funny. But it is.

Outrage suddenly flared in her. He obviously had some kind of alien mind-control gift that was making her lose all reason. “Just stay away from me. And keep that weird smell-lure thing to yourself.” A slow, predatory grin spread across his face. “I told you, I wasn’t doing anything. You must just like the way I smell.” Her face flamed. So much for controlling her emotions. “Keep dreaming.”

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. I just got excited. I shouldn’t have grabbed you like that. What was that sound?” “It was nothing.” Verakko straightened, clearing his throat. Lily stared at the spot on his chest where the sound had come from, then back to his face. She held back a wide smile at what she found. Verakko, the sour, proud, strong alien, appeared…ruffled.

The sound of a splash made her whirl around. Ripples near the shore showed her where he’d entered, but he was nowhere in sight. Confused, she scanned the area for a moment before cursing and covering her breasts and sex with her hands. Glaring, she searched the surface of the water. Where was that bastard? And how good was his eyesight under water? “What are you looking for?” The voice behind her made her shriek and almost skip across the surface. Her heart was still pounding in her ears when she spun to find Verakko standing halfway out of the water and laughing a full-bellied laugh. The sound was infectious. She bit her lip to stifle the grin threatening to undermine her anger. “That wasn’t funny.” He let out that odd sound again. Almost like a purr but sharper. “It was funny for me.”

To her disappointment, the water was too dark to make out much of anything. When she resurfaced, she met Verakko’s eyes, only inches from her own. He was bent at the hip, rubbing clean his lower half. Her breath stuttered as she stared into their glowing green depths. “Did you get a good look?” he asked.

Verakko showed her his back and muttered, “I’ll regret it either way, mivassi.” Muscles shooting tight in an instant, he froze. Mivassi? Where in this world or the last had that come from? He’d never even thought to use the endearment before. With anyone.

I’ll find a way for us, mivassi. I promise.

Lily wanted to work things out with Verakko. If she needed to become an established member of his society to qualify for consideration by his mother, then she’d do just that.

The platform stopped, and a new set of doors hissed open to reveal the oddest-looking warehouse she’d ever seen. For one thing, the items stored in the expansive area were on the ceiling instead of the floor. Beds, shelving units, and all manners of furniture were positioned on floating stands hovering near the ceiling.

So it does go to a warehouse

“You only just learned I’m your mate! You were leading me to this city before your eyes changed.

To be fair. What choice did he hve. Shewas looking for alex. In the oppisite direction of Tremanta

Lily nibbled on her lip, afraid to listen to even herself. Finally, she leaned in closer to the mirror and said, “He’s my soulmate.” She frowned at the thrill that shot through her. “If that’s true, you ridiculous universe you, send me a sign.” “Lily!” She jumped as Verakko’s voice rang out from the first floor. She straightened and shot a sidelong glare at the mirror. “That wasn’t a sign; he probably heard me,” she hissed before leaving the bathroom.

Lol.me

“My happy ceremony day will be upon me again in three short weeks, not that anything will come of it other than some fun during the testing phase. I have that cross-universe trip scheduled right afterward. No female is going to choose to marry me knowing that.”