A Monster’s Love by Lynnea Lee EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Lynnea Lee
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I woke up with war drums pounding in my head and every muscle in my
body aching. Reaching up to stop my skull from exploding, I cracked an
eyelid to survey my surroundings.
I was in a cell. The smells of ammonia, concrete, and metal filled my
nostrils. A bright light from above pierced my eyes, making the pain in my
head grow.
Fuck.
I covered my eyes with my forearm and held my breath, listening. There
was someone else in the room with me, their breathing slow and controlled.
Whoever they were, they were large like me. Then I heard the lighter sounds
of another person breathing, someone smaller. Both came from the cell
across the room. There were three of us in here, and we were alone. For
now.
I turned to avoid the stupid light and fell to the floor with a thud. I’d been
draped over a cot much too small for me, with my legs hanging
uncomfortably off the far end.
Why was I here?
I tried to recall what had happened, but my brain refused to work. All I
remembered was training in a lush mountain valley with other Kadrixan
warriors. There’d been females there. Not Kadrixan females; alien ones.
Humans. But that was all I remembered.
How had I gotten from there to here?
I reached for my head again as the pounding increased. My horns. My
right horn was broken.
No wonder my head hurt so much. An impact hard enough to break a
horn was no laughing matter. I should probably get myself to a medbed just
in case.
I glanced around. I doubted I’d get that here.
Crawling to my feet, I stumbled toward the bars at the front of the cell.
A series of low growls had me freezing, then my implant translated. “Do
not touch the bars.” The words were in the native Vokiren language, though
they differed somewhat from the one spoken by the tribes I’d met.
My hands were inches from the bars. I put them down and looked across
to the other cell. A tall Vokiren male sat on the ground, a human female in
his arms. He looked starved. The males of his kind put on muscle easily and
were strong warriors. This one had been locked up for some time.
“You understand my words?” He tilted his head in question.
My throat was dry and scratchy, but I managed an “I do.” I doubted he
understood me back without a translator.
“The bars burn flesh.” He held his palms up to show wounds on his palms,
which had already healed. Yes. The Vokiren been here for a while. Like us
Kadrixans, they had great healing abilities, but it still took time.
The bars were electrified. That had been close.
“Thank you.” I placed one hand out then the other before clasping them
together in the sign of friendship, hoping the gesture was the same for his
people as it was for the tribes I knew.
He looked shocked for a moment before returning the gesture.
The human female in his lap watched with curiosity. She wore a shapeless,
off-white gown that swallowed her tiny form.
“Hello,” I said in the human language.
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