Knacayn: A Terraneu Novel (Book Seven)

Knacayn: A Terraneu Novel (Book Seven) by Stormy McKnight Read Free Book Online

Book: Knacayn: A Terraneu Novel (Book Seven) by Stormy McKnight Read Free Book Online
Authors: Stormy McKnight
Tags: Erótica, Humorous, Science-Fiction, Literature & Fiction, Paranormal, Romantic Erotica
was thick with concern. “We have to hurry. Spacecraft
have arrived. I do not know how long the shield around this dome will last.” He
started dragging her toward the port pad.
    “No Knacayn.” She was shaking her head. “I am staying.”
    “You cannot.” His voice was sad and harried at the same time. He waved
for the males to go around him. Mallex and others ran around them on both sides
into the portal and disappeared. Kenzie saw Weston with the males rushing past
her. At the port pad, he paused.
    “That small female and her people can only hold out for so long Kenzie.
Be reasonable.” His face was white with fear and Kenzie didn’t blame him, she
was sure to be the same hue.
    “No.” Kenzie shook her head harder. “I need to get back to the Rebel
camp. There are people there I can help. Weston can take me.”
    “It is impossible , ” Knacayn stated
gently. “You know that.”
    “No!” Kenzie denied more firmly. “I need to stay here to help.”
    “Kenzie…” Weston made to argue, but
Knacayn ordered him through the portal. With one last glance at her, he
disappeared.
    Before she could continue arguing the female named Star ran in. “What is
taking you so long?”
    “We are going.” Kniam looked pointedly at her.
    “No—”
    “There is no time for this. Kynan has been very patient with me, but I
fear he is going to be very angry with my interference.” The tone of her voice
hinted she wasn’t worried about his anger.
    “Are you happy Star?” Marcael had moved to her side.
    “We all are.” She smiled widely as another blast shook the building.
“Well, except for Red perhaps, but that was to be expected.” She gave Marcael a
quick hug. “We will see each other again.”
    “How—” Marcael went to speak but she looked over her shoulder.
    “You have to go.” Turning back, she
smiled mischievously , “If you leave an
active portal on Terraneu I can find it. Kynan, and the others like him, only
want Earth.” Shrugging her shoulders as if she found it odd, she added, “I
promise I will keep Terraneu safe. Even if I have to relent and give him what
he really wants. Now go!”
    “No, I am staying.” Kenzie knew it was foolish in the extreme, but her
mind was reeling and it was all she could do to stay on her feet.
    Kniam had heard enough. “Pick Kenzie up and carry her.”
    “No.” Kenzie started struggling against Knacayn’s hold. “Let me stay here.”
    “It is a death sentence.” Knacayn’s voice was gruff, “Do not ask me to
leave you here.”
    “I don’t want to go when so many are being left behind.” Kenzie was in
misery.
    “Let me help.” Kenzie heard the deep voice of Marcael and had just turned her head to look when she felt a sharp
hit to her chin. Stars danced in her eyes and she blacked out.

Chapter Seven
    “Kenzie, ” Knacayn called her name
one more time in the hopes of reviving her. The refugees from Earth, his
family, and other males of Terraneu were all at the Antilles base. They had
established a permanent Command Base, along with medical units and living
quarters many years ago. That way they could use the port pad to Earth every
six months and station supplies and men here in case of the need arising.
    His mother and aunts had already returned to Terraneu to make preparations for their arrival. The refugees from the Earth Rebel and Government factions
were being stationed near the port pad to Terraneu. Some of the males from his
community had been sent back to Terraneu. The rest were helping in whatever way
they could, along with the native Antilleans .
He was in the medical unit with his father and Marcael. His Uncles Kneus and
Knollig were busy at the port pad.
    “She is not ready to wake yet Knacayn.” His father advised. “Leave her on
the medical bed and come help with the others.”
    “Maybe if Marcael had not hit her so hard.” Knacayn’s voice was raspy.
    “I did not strike her hard. The medical unit has fixed the small bruise
on her

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