Sons of Lyra: Runaway Hearts
every time. A third of a bottle of Koji was
never going to be enough to make him pass out. He could probably
manage a whole one before that happened.

    She shifted but he held
her, forcing her to remain. His soft cock slipped from her warm
folds and he wished he were back inside her. When he’d been in her,
an incredible sensation of completion had filled him. He’d felt so
connected to her. It was probably an illusion brought about by the
alcohol.

    He frowned when a strange
feeling rose up inside him.

    “ We’re slowing
down,” she said and pulled back, looking out of the window behind
him.

    He stared at her a moment,
taking in her beautiful flushed cheeks and bright eyes, and then
looked out the window too.

    They were in deep space.
They must have left the Lyra system behind while they’d been making
love.

    An alarm sounded, low and
booming, loud enough that Terea covered her ears.

    “ What is it?”
she shouted over the noise.

    He could see fear in her
eyes when she looked at him for an answer. He lifted her off him,
tucked himself back into his trousers and did his shirt
up.

    “ Wait here.” He
touched her cheek to reassure her and went to leave.

    She caught his hand.
“Where are you going?”

    “ I’m going to
see what’s happening. I won’t be long. Just stay here and don’t let
anyone in.” He smiled at her, hoping it would help calm her nerves.
She shook her head.

    “ I’m coming
with you,” she said and went to stand. He placed a hand on her
shoulder, forcing her to sit back down.

    “ I’ll be right
back. You’ll be safe here.”

    He left before she had a
chance to protest again. The door closed behind him. His head spun
and he pressed a hand to it. Perhaps trying to take command of a
situation with a sex and Koji addled brain wasn’t the brightest of
ideas. He cleared his throat and walked down the corridor. It had
to be done. He needed to know what was happening.

    The ship rocked and he
grabbed the wall as he was thrown to one side. He waited for the
vessel to steady and then continued walking down the corridor. At
the end of it, he turned right and went to the window. His heart
accelerated when he saw the Minervan fighter docked with the
ship.

    What did the military want
with a transport ship?

    He left the window and
headed for the lift. The moment he neared it, the doors slid open
and he ground to a halt.

    “ Cruskin!” he
said under his breath and stared at the five men.

    They shouldered their
weapons.

    He raised his
hands.

    This really wasn’t
good.

    One of the men stepped
forwards, his sharp teeth glinting in the low light as he grinned.
The other four flanked him with their large black laser rifles
trained on him.

    He frowned and gritted his
teeth as the man grabbed his hands and twisted his arms behind his
back. Who had sent them? Lyran military had no right to board a
Minervan vessel. Was that the reason the Minervans had boarded the
ship, or were they acting for their own system?

    He closed his eyes and
winced when they locked thick metal cuffs around his forearms,
pinning them behind his back.

    “ What’s
happening here!” A female voice echoed down the
corridor.

    He looked up.

    Terea.

    Stupid woman. She’d get
herself killed.

    She stormed towards them
and he noticed that she’d dressed but hadn’t put her cloak on. A
glance at the man holding him revealed that she had the Minervan’s
attention.

    “ This man is—”
The man started.

    “ This man
belongs to me,” she said, cutting him off. Sebastian raised a brow.
He belonged to her? She gave him a little look that made him even
more confused. It looked as though she was asking him to keep quiet
and play along. She was the one who was better off keeping out of
this. He’d told her to stay in the room for a reason. He didn’t
want her getting hurt.

    “ We have orders
to detain him in the name of Minerva.”

    “ Who’s orders?”
she said and stepped up to the man. She was

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