Daegon: Alien Warlord's Conquest (Scifi Alien-Human Military Romance) by Vi Voxley Read Free Book Online Page A

her, she could hear the voices of the Yemalan. She didn't need to translate the screaming to know that they were out through the door now and had seen her. With her life flashing before her eyes, Zoey fled.
    The Yemalan came after her.
    She didn't know why, but her heart kept calling for Daegon. She hadn't realized how safe she'd felt with him back on the Wraith . Faced with the true terrors that lurked in the galaxy, her fear of him was gone. In that moment, she would have given everything she had to see him. Yet, Daegon wasn't there.
    But he was close. She had to run and hide and survive. Give him a chance to rescue her from the monsters on her tail.
    When she rounded another corner, a hand grabbed her from behind. Zoey turned with a scream and her gloved hand lashed out. The Yemalan howled in pain, but kept coming. She backed away from him, wondering if he remembered the order was to deliver her back alive. When the creature roared in pain and raised the short spear above his head, Zoey doubted it.
    She somehow managed to catch the blow, averting it clumsily, so that it only ripped the sleeve of her dress. Feeling blood roll down her arm, Zoey could hear the other pursuers coming closer. Unthinking, she reached out and pressed her gloved hand against the attacker's throat. The creature was thrown back with a nauseating thud.
    Zoey didn't stick around to see if he was breathing or not. With nowhere else to go, she ran for the dark depths of the ship, the Yemalan right behind her.

Chapter Six

Zoey
    I 'm still alive .
    That was the only clear thought in Zoey’s mind as she leaned against the rusty wall. It was both a reassurance and a question, since she truthfully couldn't believe it. Somehow, she had managed to shake her pursuers.
    A cynical thought came to her, and it made little sense. How could the Yemalan lose her on their own ship?
    She liked none of the answers her helpful mind provided. The one she liked the least was that there was some perverse hunt going on and they were simply letting her believe that she'd escaped.
    She shook her head clear. Despairing wouldn't do her any good, only surviving did – and finding out what was going on between the Yemalan and Corgans, if she could. Technically, what the two species did was none of her business – the Union had no stake in that fight – but that wasn't entirely true, was it?
    The Union wanted peace throughout the known galaxy, Zoey believed that. Even if some of the Union’s leaders were a bit particular as to how that peace was to come about, she knew that at least the Palians would approve if she tried to help.
    And somehow it had become unbearable to think that she couldn't be of any help to Daegon. Not only because the warlord was bound to be more sympathetic towards her if she delivered vital information, but on a more personal level as well.
    Zoey wanted to see those blue amber eyes shine brightly for her. No way would she let herself be rescued like a damsel in distress with nothing to show for her time spent in captivity.
    She had wandered around the ship for a while now and several things were becoming clear to Zoey. With no more overheard conversations helping her understand the situation, some things were glaringly obvious.
    The Yemalan mothership was preparing for war. The attack on Gaiya had been nothing more than a practice run, it seemed. Zoey couldn't imagine that their only purpose had been to kidnap her. Surely they would have done a better job at guarding – and capturing – her then. No, she figured they had wanted to deal a terrible blow to Corgan pride.
    Remembering the brief time she'd spent with Daegon, Zoey had no doubt they'd succeeded with him, at least. She couldn't imagine the warlord letting them go that easily.
    Her heart skipped a beat every time she thought of him, closing in on the fleeing Yemalan. No man had ever left an impression quite like that on her. Attraction aside, Zoey found a deep longing within herself, one that