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

come after him, but her mission didn't matter. He would not allow her to succeed in it, which gave him the option of keeping her.
    That was how it felt to him. He had seen something he liked and taken it. There was assuredly another reason for his mercy and that was that he simply hadn't wanted to see her die. Or go.
    Soros regretted that he hadn't told her to sit in front of him where he could have watched her. He had chosen the other option on purpose, not wanting the distraction she posed when he needed to make sure they weren't followed. But he couldn't deny that Kat was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.
    From her divine body, with curves that begged to be traced with his hands, to the wild blue eyes that showed her untamed spirit. She was ideal. The way her blonde hair had fallen out of the hood she was wearing made Soros want to bury his hands in it, pull on it and bare her neck to him.
    His mouth hungered to taste her soft, tanned skin, to feel her tremble under his touch. All those longings were more vivid than anything he'd ever felt for a female. It was like she was made for him, built to perfection to satiate his every desire.
    Her presence had to be a sign of something greater, more powerful than him. Soros was intent on finding out what that was. Until then, some company was appreciated in his exile.
    Besides, he was curious about her. From the moment he'd found her, Soros had been testing her. He had decided not to move or wake her, waiting to see what she would do.
    He hadn't lied. Kat had emerged from her dreams as quietly as she possibly could, but it hadn't been enough to fool his trained hearing. That was the thing with sleep. People really woke up a few seconds earlier than they thought they did, but regaining a sense of the world took time. She had been silent, that was true, but he had heard the first small gasp before her conscious mind took over.
    After that, it had been interesting. Soros hadn't been able to see her, but he kept himself out in the open so that it would be possible for her to see him. Smartly, she laid in waiting until every sign pointed to her being alone.
    The fact that he'd been able to cheat her was nothing. He was a Corgan warrior, one of the best that had ever walked the worlds. Tricking one little girl wasn't that difficult, but she'd done admirably nonetheless.
    Better than some of the mutts I trained, at the very least, he mused.
    The bike had been a good idea, despite being an obvious trap. He'd been impressed by the fact that she’d grabbed the gun and hadn’t tried to run. It showed willingness to stand and fight, as futile as it might have been.
    And now, as he sped over the chasm beside them, she did nothing but cling to him stronger. No pleas to slow down, no protests about the dangerous path he chose.
    He liked her. It was a pity that a creature so beautiful and wild hadn’t come into his life at a better time.
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    T he Grouvelle mountains were not the place he wanted to be, but then again, nothing but Dolon Hall was. Grouvelle ranged across the woodland area all the way to the mines, so far that it would have taken them three days to reach it with the speeder. Soros was very familiar with the mountains, knowing the paths and treacherous drops well – it was one of the areas his students trained in after all.
    At any given time, there were bound to be a few attempting to accomplish a feat there, whether it was mere survival or hunting a rare animal. Alone, Soros would have been able to stay out of sight without a problem, but that didn't apply when he had to hide Kat as well.
    He wondered if keeping her really was the safest choice, but he couldn't bring himself to letting her go. The marvelous cloak she wore would have to do the trick, and if she was any good with it, she would be able to scout where even he couldn't.
    For now, at least, Soros knew where he was going. He had taught his students a lot, but it made no sense to tell them everything. That would