pilot. This was the moment she had been waiting for her whole life. She had to react; she had to keep her son out of danger.
She turned the ship around in a sharp one-eighty and accelerated in the opposite direction. The pilot came back through the door of the cockpit with an angry scowl on his face.
“What the hell are you doing?” he growled.
“Look for yourself!” Sophia yelled.
“It's the Mulgor!” he cried, slipping into his seat beside her in the cockpit. He tried to take control but Sophia piloted the ship at a breakneck speed toward the asteroid belt.
The Mulgor fighter jets pursued them and the Breaking Dawn took several hits to her hull.
“What are you doing?” the pilot demanded, trying to take control of the ship.
“We have to hide,” Sophia barked.
She sped toward the asteroid belt, bobbing and weaving through the flailing rocks and debris all around them. The Mulgor ships were smashed in the chaotic debris that flew all around inside the asteroid belt. Sophia barely dodged another massive rock; her son’s safety her only thought. It grazed the side of the ship, causing more damage.
Finally, she found what she was looking for, a hollow core in a large asteroid. She flew the ship inside it and found a place to land. The pilot flipped off the external lights and put the ship into repair mode.
“That was good flying,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “Please don’t tell anyone or I’m toast.”
“I had to do it,” she said, crossing her arms.
“I’m not sure I could have maneuvered this ship the way you did, Sophia. Your aim was dead on. You saved us.”
“What will we do now?” she asked.
“We can’t fight them or run away. The bride ships don’t have weapons or warp drive. We’ll put up our cloaking mechanism and signal for help. That is the protocol for the situation. We were assured by Draconia that there were no Mulgor in this sector. We’d heard rumors, but they assured us they weren’t true.”
“I’m going back to my baby. Please let me know as soon as you contact my mate.”
7
T he distress call came through loud and clear from the bride ship Breaking Dawn . It was his mate's ship. Sophia was in trouble.
“Prince Elait,” the pilot said over the long distance between Galaton and the ship, “our ship is in trouble. We've been attacked by the Mulgor. We need immediate assistance.”
“We were assured the Mulgor were not in that star system,” Elait growled. “Have you contacted the Draconian military?”
“I have, but they are a light year away from here. They cannot help us.”
“I will come to help you. But first I must ensure that my kingdom will not be overtaken by the unruly males of the Air Lands.”
“Perfectly understandable, Prince Elait. But please, come quickly. We cannot hold out very long. Our ship is damaged, and we've taken refuge inside a hollow asteroid within an asteroid belt. But the Mulgor jets are constantly patrolling the area. Eventually, they will find us. You must make haste or all will be lost.”
“I will leave Galaton by the end of the day.”
“Thank you, Prince.”
“Await my further instructions,” Elait said.
The pilot's face blinked off the screen and Elait sat back in his chair, letting out a rumbling sigh. His mate was in trouble and he was the only one who could save her.
Unfortunately, the males of the Air Lands had grown more violent in the last months. He’d had to fight for his life nearly every day since his son had been born.
The announcement that the Draconians were allowing Galaton to enter the mating lottery had not helped matters at all.
The males of the Air Lands brutally fought to overthrow his power, a power his family had held for a hundreds of thousands of years. It was always the same. As soon as the females began to die out, the males would rise against their leaders, seeking to bring in a new regime.
Every time they had attacked the princes they’d failed, but this time