Tracking Trisha (33 page)

Mate whip your ass, yes. I tell mate whip your ass.
Her dragon snarled.
You scare me!
You crazy!
I tell mate whip you ass for scaring me. Our baby is safe, but I scared!o

Trisha laughed as her dragon continued to give her holy hell for attacking those men and not waiting for Kelan to come save them. She ignored Trisha when Trisha calmly told her cussing in front of the baby probably wasn’t a good idea. Her dragon simply snapped her teeth at Trisha and growled out low after that. The intense vibration of the shuttle brought Trisha back to their current predicament.

Terac yelled for Jaron to come help him. Jaron looked panic for a moment before he fumbled with his restraints. Trisha laid her hand over his briefly before she undid hers.

“I’ll go. I was a pilot on my planet. Maybe I can help.” Trisha murmured as she moved past Jaron.

Jaron gave Trisha a weak smile of thanks. “I’ve never been up in a warship before until I was captured by Raffvin’s forces.”

Trisha just smiled as she moved to the front. She stepped over the dead body of the pilot and slid into the seat beside Terac. She quickly strapped in and pulled an ear piece on.

“Tell me what to do.” Trisha said calmly.

“Grab the controller in front of you. The holoscreen will show the surface of the moon as we break through the cloud cover. Keep it steady as I try to find an area clear enough to land.” Terac said tersely.

Trisha let all her training as a pilot and test pilot flow through her. There would be time enough to have a melt down when she was safe in Kelan’s arms. Until then, she had a job to do – stay alive and keep the men with her alive. Trisha focused on the view on the holoscreen and keeping the nose up and the shuttle level as they broke through the thick cloud covering.

“There looks like a place just big enough for us to possibly land in eight-point-three vectors. Trisha, do you think you can keep the nose up while I try to keep us upright? The left burner is working at only twenty percent.”

“You get us there and down safely and I’ll not only keep the nose up but give you a big kiss, darlin’.” Trisha said with a determined smile.

NO kiss!
Lips only for mate! No, kiss…no kill…no fighting…
no crashing…
no
.
..no
.
..no!
Her dragon roared as she tried to wrap as tightly as she could around the spark inside Trisha.

Trisha frowned.
Damn! That little spark was getting bigger fast,
she thought in wonder.

No thanks to you! I take care of our baby! You too rough!
Her dragon snapped right before the little spark popped her dragon in the nose.
See! You teach bad habit!

Trisha felt warmth flood through her at the fight in her little spark.
That’s it, baby. I’ll show you all the really cool things my dad showed me when you get a little bigger. Just wait until we get grandpa here. He’ll have you out swinging from the trees and playing tag before you know it.

Terac looked at Trisha funny when he heard her peal of laughter as her dragon groaned at having both Trisha and her dad corrupting the little spark she was trying so hard to protect.
Yes,
her dragon thought sourly,
Trisha mate need to whip her ass.

“Do you have anything?”

Kelan looked at his younger brother’s face. Trelon’s face reflected his determination to get his mate back. Kelan nodded. He would remain focused on saving his brother’s mate. He could only pray to the gods and goddesses his would be with her.

“A cloaked ship appeared on our surveillance a few moments ago. They had to uncloak to transport. It was N’tasha, Trelon. Abby says that N’tasha and six men killed two of her guards before taking them hostage. Symba and Goldie killed two in Zoran’s living quarters and the guards were able to kill the one holding Abby. She is fine.” Kelan didn’t mention the fact Zoran went ballistic when he saw the blood staining the front of Abby’s tunic.
Zoran was beside himself until the healers and his symbiosis assured him she was unharmed
.

“According to Abby, they have Trisha, as well as, Cara.” Kelan choked out. “Abby says N’tasha plans to slit Cara’s throat as soon as the ‘True King’ is done with her. She said N’tasha wants to leave Cara where you can find her. She didn’t know anything else about Trisha. N’tasha didn’t say where she had been taken.”

Trelon paled and let out a curse. “Cara must have some of Symba’s symbiosis on her since she seems to know where to go. I will find them, Kelan.”

“I’m leaving now. I have the
V’ager
ready to go. Send me constant updates so we can intercept.” Kelan said. His eyes flashed in rage at the idea of Trisha being held captive.
If she or the baby were harmed in any way he would destroy every man and woman responsible before he joined her. There would not be a place in any galaxy they could hide. He would track them down and slit every one of the bastards’ throats.

“I will. Trelon out.” Trelon knew the pain his brother was feeling
as it flashed across his eyes
. N’tasha signed her own death warrant when she threatened their mates.

Kelan instructed his crew to keep him posted on any transmissions they intercepted. His best crew was aboard and ready for a fight. To harm one Valdier was to harm them all. By now, all the warriors and their respective symbiotic were aware of what happened outside of Kelan’s living quarters. The fury and passion of both the warriors and their symbiosis could be felt throughout the entire warship. They wanted revenge and Kelan would let them have it. Kelan turned when his helmsman reported he was receiving a signal from an old Curizan warship.

“Sir, it is the same as the one the tiny human used when she sent Lord Trelon’s PVC out.” The helmsman said with a grin. He remembered being on duty when they started receiving all the incoming requests for that particular piece of data. He and the other crew members laughed when they found out what she was sending. What made it even better was when Jarak told them she thought it was a plumbing video. After that, the crew started making bets on what she would get into next and how long it would take before she got caught.

Kelan nodded stoically at the helmsman and told him to get Trelon on the view screen.
“We have a visual of the warship. We have also been receiving a continuous signal from the warship. It looks suspiciously like the one your mate sent out before. I have a feeling they are having as much trouble keeping her locked up as we did.” Kelan said with a strained smile before continuing. “I’ve instructed the crew to send a disruption pulse to knock the engines off line. The new system you installed should work at bypassing their shield briefly. It is a good thing the cloaking device only works when the ship is stationary. We need to find out how it bypassed our defense system, though. I have a feeling N’tasha’s hand might have been in that or we have more spies among our ranks.” Kelan finished harshly.

“It is something we’ll have to look at after this is over. Right now, I just want to get our mates back. It won’t take them long to realize we are here. Those aboard better hope they have not harmed a hair on either of our mates or there will be nothing left of that warship.” Trelon snarled.

Kelan responded with a cold smile. “Once I have my mate back there will be no mercy for any of them.” Kelan turned as one of the men called out on the bridge of the
V’ager
. Nodding he turned to Trelon, “No mercy.”

Trelon nodded to Kelan. “No mercy.”

Kelan ordered four energy bursts to be directed at the Curizan warship on the view screen. Kelan and his symbiosis were already heading for the transporter room. They would be among the first to board as soon as the shields were knocked offline. The
V’ager
was over five times the size and more than ten times more powerful than the Curizan warship. Personally, he didn’t give a damn what happened to the warship once their mates were safely back at their sides. He forced himself to think logically. Zoran was right. They needed to find out what type of weapon could kill their symbiosis. Their essences and the essences of their dragons and symbiosis were entwined; to destroy one would destroy all three.

Kelan nodded to the other men who were already in position and waiting with their symbiosis by their side. He looked at the view screen mounted to the wall of the transporter room watching for the signal to know when it was safe to transport. The powerful energy bursts struck the smaller warship in strategic places, one near the bridge knocking out their top energy cannons, two at the stern, knocking the engines offline, and one to the starboard side cannons. Kelan watched as the
Curizan warship seemed to glow for a moment as the energy bursts hit the outer h
ul
l. Seconds later, lights began to flicker and die as the engines were taken offline.

Kelan gave the command for the g
olden Valdier fighters
to proceed to attack.
With a nod to the warrior at the controls of the transporter, Kelan and a group of
elite warriors w
ere
beamed
into the docking bay
of the Curizan warship. Kelan rolled as soon as his feet hit the solid flooring of the docking bay. He heard shouts of surprise from the warriors inside. Two of his team members quickly secured the doors leading into it. Kelan returned laser fire with one Curizan warrior, shooting him in the head while rolling for cover as three more began firing at him. The warriors on the Curizan were no match for the fury of the Valdier warriors and their symbioses, many of which had transformed into Werecats and Bear Beasts. Blood soaked the docking bay floor as one by one each warrior who did not surrender immediately was killed without mercy.

Kelan turned as one of his warriors blew the hatch opening it to allow more Valdier warriors to board. Trelon was the first face Kelan saw. Kelan was having a difficult time trying to keep control of his dragon as he was too agitated.

Need my mate. Need hold my mate.
Find my mate.
His dragon roared pushing against his skin. Jade green and silver scales rolled over his arms, chest, and neck as he fought for control. He knew his eyes were already changed as everything was sharper and clearer.

Kelan reminded his
dragon
he was not made for
fighting on warships.
You are too large to maneuver in the tight confines of the rooms and corridors of the warship to find her and you know what happens when dragon fire is used in space.
It does not go well with the oxygen mixture on a warship.
Kelan said trying to calm his dragon enough it would not be a hazard to their mission. Dragons and warships usually meant an explosion where nothing survived, not even the dragon.
Patience
…w
e will find her. She must be on board. We will find her and take her home.

Kelan
moved back so his brother could step aboard the warship. He tried to clear his throat but the words still came out
gruffly, his voice deeper and harsher with his dragon so near. “Your mate has been very busy. Our team has detected multiple random shutdowns of the systems aboard. Since they are still occurring, I believe we can safely say they have not caught her yet.”