Abducted by Aliens (Tales From Angondra Book 1) (20 page)

Chapter 8

They left me alone again. It was better than having them close. At least I could handle the darkness. The damp cold wasn’t any worse than his touch. He came and looked like Ciyrs and laughed when he saw the hope in my eyes. The hope that Ciyrs hadn’t broken his promise. That he wouldn’t let anything happen to me. But then the figure morphed back into his monstrous self. I cringed as the beady red eyes looked at me as if he could read my soul.

“Are you ready to tell me what I want to know?”

I glared at him. I didn’t care how badly they hurt me, I was a fighter. I had never once given up in my terrible life, and I wouldn’t start now. Not when I had something to live for now. I knew Ciyrs was looking for me. I felt his pain. The only problem was I couldn’t figure out how to tell him where I was. I didn’t fucking know where I was.

My shoulders and arms throbbed in pain. The blood had finally dried, but anytime I moved the scabs would break open, and it would start all over again. So I sat as still as possible and tried to figure out what to do.

The thing crowded me and then his vile tongue licked my face. I gagged and I would have thrown up if there was anything left in my stomach. His breath was like death and decay. “You taste good.”

I shuddered. It wasn’t the first time he’d said that, and this thing liked to lick. He wrapped his bony fingers around my throat and I gasped. He squeezed tighter and licked the tears the leaked form my eyes. I tried to breathe slow and not panic, but my eyes widened and my pulse fluttered. The fear was back full force. The tips of his claws dug into my neck and I felt the warm red liquid slide down my neck. He panted and lifted me to my feet. He pressed his bony body against mine and I felt his arousal. My body shook with the mixture of fear and revulsion.

“I need to know. How did you get so close so fast? We’ve been studying them for a long time, and even our illusions haven’t gotten us far. We need their king. He is the key to our freedom.”

I choked and gripped skin and bone trying to dig my nails into his skin. I felt my body losing its life right before he removed his hand and I fell to the ground. I held my throat and gasped for breath. Coughing I looked into his eyes. “I don’t know anything I swear,” I said gasping. My throat burned, and I felt the tiny holes from his claws. If this didn’t stop I wouldn’t last much longer. I’d already lost a lot of blood. I wasn’t even sure how long they had me.

“What are you?”

He made his strange cackling sound and licked his thin bluish lips. “I am Klimnu, and we are the more superior race. You’re little warriors haven’t caught us yet, and each day we get stronger. The longer we’re here, the more we feed off of their tempers, and the stronger we become.”

“They’ll figure it out,” I said. I wanted to make him mad. Making him mad made him go away.

“No they won’t, not from you. I’m bored with you already.” He sighed as if it pained him to say.

“Go ahead and kill me. I’ve got nothing to offer you.” I hope he didn’t really kill me. I didn’t have anything, but I hoped he would think otherwise. I needed to stall long enough to find a way to communicate with Ciyrs. It shouldn’t be so damn hard. I was his fucking mate.

* * * *

Ciyrs’ eyes shot open. She taunted them, and he’d never been so scared in his life. What the hell was she doing? He needed her to cooperate. He burned with a rage so deep. He couldn’t wait to get a hold of the slimy bastard that touched her. He was going to tear him apart with his bare hands. His body shook with the urge to kill, something his healing soul didn’t normally feel. He needed to find her and he needed to get revenge. His body came to life and for the first time he felt like he was one of his brothers. He didn’t feel weak or useless.

The magic soared through his body and he gasped when his hands glowed, but instead of being the normal white, his power burned red. His body lit up and he cried out when the heat became too much. That was new, but he didn’t fear it, he wanted to use it because inside he knew it did the opposite of his healing. He wasn’t sure how it happened but he somehow became much more useful.

Chapter 9

The next morning they were still no closer to finding her. She’d now been in the hands of the Klimnu for nearly two days. He could feel her, but she was fading. He no longer felt her fear, or her will to fight. He didn’t know what they’d done to her, she’d somehow shut him out, but he knew it was bad. She wasn’t the same anymore. He knew he hadn’t gotten to know her well before she was taken, but he knew. Eliana wasn’t Eliana any longer.

He paced the room and Ero came in holding his stomach. He was bleeding pretty badly, but Ciyrs didn’t care. He had pretty much lost all hope of ever finding her, and if she died a part of him would too. He wouldn’t be good for anything.

“Hey, uh, I know it may not be a good time, but can you?” Ero walked over to him slowly. Everyone was leery about Ciyrs. No one knew how he was going to react at any given moment. He wasn’t stable.

“Sit.”

Ero nodded and sat on the table.

Ciyrs laid him back and closed his eyes. He felt both parts of him. The one no one knew about and his healing side. He was tempted to test his new power, but deep inside he couldn’t. It didn’t matter how lost he was. He would hurt one of his brothers. He called to his good half and healed him. It felt good on his fingertips. The heat from his power flowed into Ero.

Ero’s eyes fluttered shut and he moaned. Ciyrs was used to this. His power had that effect on them all. It was why it was so private. He knew his warrior brothers would be embarrassed if someone saw their raging hard on after he patched them up. It was why Pyra hated it when Eden healed.

He felt Ero’s hand reach for his and he let him grip his fingers as the healing finished. Sometimes he thought the warrior did it on purpose. He was hurt more times than not, and the thoughts of him having feelings for him had crossed his mind more than once, but he shook it off.

He just wanted someone to care. Ero wasn’t like them all. He wasn’t as big or as strong. He was an orphan and the king and queen basically adopted him when he was a kid. For all intents he was Pyra’s brother, but he was a jack ass most of the time. Like he had to make up for what he lacked in size.

“Enough,” he said and Ero opened his eyes blushing.

“Sorry, you would think it wouldn’t do that to me anymore.”

Ciyrs sighed. “It’s normal, but I need to be alone please.”

“Still no luck in finding her?”

“No and she’s giving up.”

Ero shrugged. “A real mate wouldn’t.”

It was the wrong thing to say. Ciyrs glared at him and in one swift move held him in the air by his throat.

“You stupid fucker. You need to learn to keep your damn mouth shut. She is my fucking mate. How dare you!”

Ero struggled in his grasp but Ciyrs was gone. All the control he held over the years and he broke. His hand heated up and his warrior friend screamed.

He wasn’t aware of anything after. He blacked out and when he opened his eyes he tugged at his arms. He was restrained to a bed. “What the hell?”

Pyra came into view, then Eden. Her face was streaked with tears. “What’s wrong baby doll?”

“You don’t remember?”

“Uh—help me out here, because I so obviously don’t know what’s going on. Why the hell am I being restrained?”

“Ciyrs you injured Ero badly.”

He shook his head. “No I wouldn’t do that. He can be an ass, but we all know why.”

“You did. I had to heal his wounds. I don’t know what you did, but his flesh around his neck was burned, like he was in a fire.”

Realization dawned on his then. He didn’t remember but he remembered the feelings. “Oh fuck.”

“Where is he? I have to apologize. He just made me snap, I know that much. I healed him, and then he made a comment about Eliana not being a real mate and I lost it.”

“Fucking shit, he knows better by now. No wonder you lost it, but how the hell did you burn him?”

“I seem to have gotten a new power. One I’m not sure will be good until I get a handle on my temper.”

Eden tensed. “What kind of power?”

“Not the good kind baby doll. At least if it’s used on friends.” Ciyrs shook his head. “I am two different people now. A part of me heals and the other part of me destroys. I’m torn between good and bad and I have no fucking idea what to do. I need Eliana, I need my fucking mate.” Then he broke down and sobbed. Eden climbed on the bed and wrapped her arms around him pulling him close.

“Shh, we’ll find her. I don’t know how but we will.”

“It’s no use. I don’t feel her anymore.”

Eden pulled back and her brows knitted together. “I do.”

“What?” He felt a bit of hope.

“Yeah she isn’t doing well, but she’s still alive.”

“Don’t fuck with me baby doll.”

“Hey don’t!” Pyra growled.

“Oh calm down he’s just excited.” She brushed his tears away. “She’s alive. I bet she shut you out. Probably not on purpose either. I think it’s time I reached out again.”

He shook his head. “But the baby. I can’t ask you to do that.”

“You’re not. But I’m doing it. We need her back. I won’t be able to go on feeling your suffering on a daily basis Ciyrs. Your pain is my pain.”

He nodded understanding because she understood what he went through. Her pain was his too.

He looked at Pyra who growled. “Like I have a choice. She won’t listen to me.”

Ciyrs had to bite back a smile. Eden was a stubborn woman, and he knew she was the key to finding Eliana, or so he hoped.

Chapter 10

“It’s no use. They won’t find you. I told you we’re smarter than them. We can block them.”

I sighed and let my head fall back. I had been trying to get a message out. But it was like there was a block. My messages weren’t getting out. “Why? I don’t have the answers you’re looking for. Can’t you just let me go?”

He laughed and his eyes burned brighter. “We’ve already established that I’m not stupid and you want me to send you back?”

“It’s not like I’d be able to tell them where I was. I’ve seen nothing but your freaky eyes and darkness for days.”

He backhanded me and I tasted blood, but I was done playing his fucking game. I stood on wobbly feet and fisted my hands. I felt the end was near, and I wasn’t going down without one hell of a fight. If I didn’t get to live to see my mate again I was going to make this Klimnu bastard pay.

He stood back relaxed and amused by the look of his smile. I focused on Ciyrs and his love for me. I knew he loved me. It didn’t matter how little time we’d known one another. It was true, and it was as real as the beat of my heart. His orange eyes stared back at me and I gasped. It was that damned illusion again.

“You could never be him.”

“Oh but I can,” he said and gripped my hips and ground his creepy ass erection against my stomach.

I shuddered and spit on his face. “You’re not even a fourth of the man as Ciyrs and you make me sick you creepy bastard.”

He wiped the spit from his cheek and let me go laughing. “You think that’s going to upset me?” I stared as he licked my spit from his bony fingers. EW. I shook my head and shuddered.

I was losing my damned mind. My body shook with a rage I had never felt before and my arms to the tips of my fingers heated and when I lifted my arm they glowed red. “Holy shit!”

The Klimnu stared frozen in shock for a few seconds before he stepped back. “What are you?” He tilted his head seemingly entranced by the glow of my body.

“I’m nothing.” But at that moment I certainly was something. I focused more and the heat burned stronger. I broke out in a sweat and stalked towards the monster who figured out he might have been in a little bit of trouble. I narrowed my eyes and wrapped my small hand around his tiny throat. His eyes widened and his mouth opened and he let out a wail that shot straight to my head. It pierced my ears and I couldn’t stop the pain reverberating through my body. I screamed too and tightened my hold on the monster who stole me away from my new home. I would not give up.

The smell of burning flesh filled my nose and my eyes watered. His body struggled helplessly against me. His body lost its strength as I sucked his life away. That’s what I was doing, I was taking his life.

After his eyes rolled back into his skull I dropped his bones to the ground. They shattered into a pile of dust and I looked at my hand. It no longer glowed, but his ash covered my hands. I wiped them on my jeans and took a deep breath.

“What the hell happened?” I asked, but there was no one there to answer me.

I bent and dug through the pile of ash and found the keys he used to lock me inside. Feeling around for the door I gripped the cool metal of the door and sighed. Pulling it open, I waited for others to come, but it was silent, and I tiptoed down a dimly lit hall. The light was bright to my eyes. When I made it to the end of the hall I looked both ways wondering which way was right. I shook my head and went left hoping for the best. I needed to get out of this place, and I needed my mate. I needed Ciyrs.

(To be Continued in Part IV… )