Tracking Trisha (6 page)

Trisha vaguely heard Cara call out to Ariel as she moved towards Abby. Trisha stood frozen in place as Ariel pushed past her and ran to where Carmen was laying in the dirt. Her eyes flickered between the three huge shapes.
Trisha moved cautiou
sly towards Ariel who was kneeling on the ground next to Carmen. Trisha could almost hear her father’s voice in her head as she approached the massive figures.
Always assess the situation, baby girl. Make sure you know what you are getting yourself into before you make a move.
Trisha tried desperately to think about how she could assess this one! Her father never taught her how to deal with creatures that could breathe fire and had huge wings. Her mind tried to flit through some of the movies she had seen to see if any of the scenarios in them might actually work. She was definitely drawing a blank here. She would give anything to call her dad and ask for his advice. He would know what to do. He always did. She absently patted her uniform to see if she actually had her cellphone on her. She didn’t, of course. Her uniform didn’t have any pockets on it. The designer said it messed up the sleek lines of the design when Trisha and Ariel requested some pockets be included in the female uniforms. Her cell phone was i
n her jacket pocket which was l
ying on the tarmac back at the Shelby airport.

Trisha’s eyes widened when a beautiful, it was the only way she could describe it, jade green and silver dragon with glowing gold eyes moved a step towards her. She was captivated by its beauty. For several timeless moments she couldn’t see anything but it. The regal head and blazing eyes, the huge body encased in gold, the long curve of its claws, and the graceful whip-like tail with silver and gold spikes on the end. Trisha cataloged each magnificent part of the dragon’s body unable to break the hold it held over her. She felt like it was calling to her, demanding she surrender to it. Trisha’s whole body shook as she fought for control. She felt like she was drowning. It was Ariel’s soft cry for help that finally penetrated the daze that clouded her mind and forced her out of her reverie. Trisha shook her head at the dragon, breaking the hold it had on her before she hurried over to Ariel.

“How is she?” Trisha asked quietly as she knelt down next to Ariel. She made sure she kept her senses tuned to what was going on around her. It could turn ugly real fast and she wanted to be prepared in case it did.

“There’s so much blood.” Ariel said frantically as she tried to use the cap Carmen had been wearing to stem some of the blood flow from the wounds to her chest. “Her pulse is getting erratic. I think one of the wounds may have hit her lung.”

Ariel turned to the huge green, red, and gold dragon. “Please, help me. She’s my sister. Please.” Ariel’s voice faded as tears filled her eyes.

Trisha heard the dragon growl out something to the two standing next to them. She had a sense of forewarning that something was about to happen and she didn’t think she was going to like it. She stood quickly and went to turn towards the truck. Her legs, still stiff from the long flight and torturous truck ride, gave out on her. She gasped and reached out trying to keep her balance. Her hands encountered a silky smooth wall. Trisha’s eyes jerked up as she realized the jade green and silver dragon had stepped in front of her when she started to fall. Long, curved claws gently held her elbows while her hands were splayed across a wide chest covered in some type of gold armor. Trisha’s eyes widened as thin threads of gold began weaving out from the armor and up through her fingers and along her wrists were they formed delicate bracelets. She felt a sudden warmth invade her, almost as if the gold bands were trying to reassure her she was safe, protected. Trisha’s head snapped back when she felt vibrations under the palms of her hands as the dragon purred at her. She was staring into a pair of flaming gold eyes when a bright light suddenly surrounded her.

Trisha blinked several times to adjust her vision as the bright light blinded her. She realized two things immediately, she was no longer on a dark road outside of Shelby, California and the dragon who had been holding her was now a very tall man. Trisha tried to jerk her hands back but the huge male holding her by her elbows pulled her closer with a low growl, as if warning her not to move away from him. She turned her head as a group of men rushed towards Ariel and Carmen. When she struggled to free herself to go to them, the huge male simply tightened his grip and snarled something at the men.

Trisha watched as Carmen was carefully lifted onto some type of gurney with tubular sides that closed around her body. Two other men restrained Ariel by her arms when she started to fight the men who were taking Carmen away from her. Trisha couldn’t understand what any of them were saying but she felt like they were trying to help Carmen, not hurt her.

“Let me go!” Trisha said as she struggled against the man holding her. “I need to go with them. They are my sisters. I have to be with them.”

Trisha could feel the man’s indecisiveness before he grunted and slowly released her. As soon as she was free, she moved to follow Ariel and the other men who had Carmen. Subconsciously, she counted the number of men in the room and along the corridors. She knew she was on some type of spaceship, this was something a rational part of her said she would dissect later, but she needed to focus on making a mental map of where they were going for now. She would need the information if they were to get off of it and back home. The tall man who had been holding her followed them closely. Trisha shivered as she got the weirdest feeling he didn’t want her out of his sight.

Kelan was in a daze. The female was his true mate. There was no other explanation for the way he felt when he first laid eyes on her standing so still by the foreign transport. His dragon’s response the moment she walked around it was evidence enough he accepted her. It took every bit of self-discipline in him to not just sweep her up in his arms and fly to a secluded place where he could claim her. His dragon’s roar filled his head as he followed her and the other two women to medical.
Mine! Mine! My mate!
It snarled at the men they passed. Kelan’s eyes were glowing with gold flames daring any other male to even look at her. The message must have been clear because the warriors they passed in the corridors on the way to medical gave him a wide berth.

His eyes moved lower to the gold bands wrapped around the female’s wrists. His symbiosis had changed into the shape of a large creature resembling the dog that stayed with Abby. It was trotting next to the female making sure its head or another part of its large body brushed against hers as she walked. Kelan’s lips curved when the female absently reached out and ran her fingers along its big head. His eyes drooped in pleasure and a low rumble broke from his throat before he could contain it. Kelan felt the touch as if she had run her fingers along his skin. The warmth of it was transmitted through the bands around his upper arms. He loved the way her hair swung back and forth as she walked. His eyes followed the path down her back, to her slim waist, and full hips. She was slightly taller than the other two females. He liked that. He really liked her long legs. His body heated up and his groin filled and pulsed at the idea of them being wrapped tightly around him as pumped deep inside her. He wanted to mark her so badly he could practically taste her on his lips. His dragon was moving in circles inside him, panting and pacing as it fought back its own desire. There was no doubt his symbiosis accepted her. His dragon was more than ready to bite her and initiate the dragon’s fire mating into her, and Kelan had to admit as he clenched his fists in a desperate effort to not grab her and take her in the middle of the corridor, he wanted her just as bad.

Kelan let out a curse. It had been three days! Three long, hard, frustrating days! His cock turned hard as a stone whenever he thought about the female he brought aboard. The only time he had been able to hold her was in those few precious moments back on the primitive planet and on the transporter platform. Since then, one mishap after another had prevented him from having a chance to even speak with her.

After following her to medical to see how the injured female was doing, he pulled the healer aside. Kelan wanted the translator implanted in the females as soon as possible so he could talk to his true mate. Unfortunately, he was called away shortly afterwards on an emergency. It seemed as if his younger brother Trelon had destroyed their transporter room. He later found out it was his brother in his dragon form and his symbiosis. They attacked a warrior who had touched the female Trelon wanted to claim. Then, he received some messages from both of his brothers back on Valdier. They needed him home as soon as possible. He no sooner gave the command to take them home before he started getting reports from Jarak, his head of security. It appeared Trelon’s mate, Cara, was reprogramming everything. He and Jarak spent hours trying to figure out what she was doing and how she was doing it. Every time they thought they finally figured out what she was doing, she would be into something else. Then, to top everything off, he received a report that the injured female was fine now but she had almost killed one of their males. The man was in medical due to injuries he received in the transporter room brawl. The healer informed Kelan the man was given authorization for release back to his normal duties and thought to celebrate by offering to have sex with the female named Carmen before his next shift. The female obviously did not like that idea. It might not have been so bad but the other two females, Ariel and Trisha, reacted badly when his security force tried to restrain Carmen who was attacking the warrior in question. He now needed to repair his medical unit. He finally ordered the females, Ariel and Carmen, removed to their own quarters where they were being guarded around the clock. It appears their skills had drawn the interest of the unmated warriors on board who wanted a chance to court the warrior females. Kelan couldn’t handle any more destruction of his warship, between Trelon, Cara, and the three females, he was pulling his hair out.

Kelan let out a deep breath as he tried to find his center again. He hadn’t seen his symbiosis since the female came on board.
Trisha,
Kelan breathe out her name. It was as lovely as she was, he thought. He ordered Jarak to escort Trisha to his living quarters last night after Carmen was given the all clear to be moved out of medical. His true mate refused to leave the medical unit until she knew Carmen was going to be all right. Jarak called to tell him she refused at first to leave the other two females until Jarak pointed out the living quarters were too small for the three of them. He assured her she would not be far from her two sisters and could see them at any time. It was only after he reassured her several times that she agreed to follow him.

Kelan could feel his dragon pouting. He wanted to go to her last night. He wanted to curl up with his mate. Kelan knew exactly what he was feeling. He was exhausted as well and could think of nothing more gratifying then to curl up in his bed with his cock buried deep inside Trisha. Just the thought of it had his body hardening again. He couldn’t remember the last time he had so little control over his body and feelings. Kelan decided the
V’ager
could do without him for a little while. Snapping out an order he was not to be disturbed unless they were under attack from someone other than Trelon’s mate, he left the bridge striding with determination towards his living quarters. It was time to go claim his mate.

Trisha woke up feeling angry, frustrated, and worried. Three days had passed since their arrival aboard the warship. Her dad was probably frantic by now. Harry, the old airport air traffic controller she had met when she first flew in to pick Abby up would have found their bags by the jet and notified the local authorities about them. Her dad would have expected her phone call two days ago, as well. He knew if she said she was going to call, she would. She would never tell him that and not follow through. She had to get back to Earth. She couldn't imagine never seeing him again.

Trisha turned her head as she felt a movement on the bed next to her. The huge, golden dog-looking creature who had been her constant companio
n for the last three days was l
ying curled up next to her. It was watching her with big, soulful golden eyes. Trisha smiled gently and ran her hand over its head and down its back. It had been her shadow since her arrival on board the ship, sleeping next to her in the medical wing and keeping any of the big males away from her. She didn’t where it had come from or even what it was but it seemed to have attached itself to her. She laughed softly as she felt the warmth spread through her fingers and up her arm. It didn’t take long before the bed began to vibrate as it purred.

Shaking her head, Trisha climbed out of the huge bed. She was going to get cleaned up and go find her friends. They needed to get home as soon as possible. She didn’t care if she had to tear the spaceship apart. She wanted to go home now!