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“Who is he, Kali?” Razor demanded.

“I don’t know what you are talking about!”
She snapped.

Kali wiggled against the hot body holding
her, trying to work her arms loose from where he had them trapped
by her side. She froze when a soft purring suddenly filled the air.
If that wasn’t enough to make her realize the potential danger she
was in, the feel of a very aroused male pressed against her
backside was enough to set off every built-in set of survival
alarms that she had cultivated over the past six years.

“Who is he, Kali?” The husky voice asked
again.

“I… I… It must be Des… Destin you… smell,”
she stammered. “I… I gave him a hug. Or it might be…”

“Who?” He growled in a deep voice that sent
shivers racing through her. “Or it might be… who, Kali?”

“Jason,” she choked out as he ran his nose
along the side of her neck again. “It could be Jason. He… he
grabbed me and…”

Razor spun her around in his arms. His hands
wrapped around her wrists even as he pressed her back against the
metal upright support. He pulled her arms up above her head,
forcing her to look into his glittering eyes.

“And,” he pressed in a low menacing
voice.

“He kissed me,” she whispered, staring up
into his eyes wondering how they could glow like that. “Did you
know your eyes glow when you are mad?”

Razor closed his eyes and breathed in
deeply, fighting to calm the primitive rage that swept through him
at the thought of another male touching his female. It took a
moment for her words to sink in, when they did an unfamiliar sound
escaped him - laughter. It started out as a low, rusty sound before
turning to a deep, mellow chuckle. He opened his eyes to stare down
at her upturned face.

“You do not belong to him,” he stated
firmly.

“Who? Jason?” She muttered in surprise. “Of
course not! I told you before that…”

Razor leaned forward and rested his forehead
against hers. “…even if you did belong to a male, he would not have
much say about what you do.”

“You remember that?” She asked in
surprise.

“I remember everything about you,” he
admitted with a sigh, releasing her arms so he could slide his
hands down to her waist. “I do not understand the effect you have
on me. No female has ever caused me to feel this way before,” he
confessed reluctantly.

“Feel what?” She asked in curiosity before
she shook her head fiercely from side to side. “No, don’t answer
that! I don’t want to know. I came here tonight because I had a
feeling that you would be here. I just wanted to find out if you
were watching me and to tell you to stop. I don’t like it. It… it
is distracting me, which is dangerous,” she finished in a faint
voice. “What are you doing?”

“Mm?” He hummed in a low, distracted voice.
“I’m marking you.”

“Marking me!” She squeaked as he ran the
bridge of his nose up along her left cheek. “What on Earth for? You
aren’t like giving me some weird alien disease thingy, are you? I
swear if you are, I’ll chuck your ass over the side of the
build…”

Her voice died as his lips brushed against
hers. “What is this thing? You did it when you pulled the shard
from my leg. I like it,” he murmured, touching his lips against
hers again.

Kali pulled back to stare up at him in
disbelief before a mischievous glimmer darkened her eyes. She gazed
at him for several long seconds trying to decide if he was serious.
When she noticed the slight crease between his eyes and his intent
gaze, she shook her head in amazement.

“Are you telling me you don’t know what a
kiss is?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course I do. I studied your language on
the way here. A human kiss is when you press your skin to another.
It is the same as on our world. We brush against a female to show
affection and to mark her,” he growled. “I am marking you as mine,
so other males will know my intentions.”

“You know what?” Kali said, tilting her head
to the side and staring up at him in amusement. “You may have
studied the language, but you don’t have a clue about the
meanings.”

“Then tell me,” he demanded.

*.*.*

Razor’s eyes narrowed in frustration as he
tried to understand what was going on. Since he first met this
human female his mind and body had been acting illogically. He
couldn’t focus and just the thought of her lips against his were
enough to send his body spiraling out of control.

He hadn’t had to seek relief by his own hand
since he was an adolescent. Three times! Three times in the past
week since he was healed, he had found the need to relieve the
pressure from his loins. He thought seeing her, confronting her,
would help him control his raging desires. Instead, he was more
perplexed now. His frustration grew when she muttered under her
breath before stepping closer to him.

“Oh hell, I have totally lost my frigging
mind.” Her softly spoken words echoed in his ears.

He was about to ask her what she meant
before he became lost in the rush of heat sweeping through him as
she ran her hands over his shoulders and rose on her toes to press
her lips firmly against his. His lips parted as she moved her mouth
against his at the same time as she touched her tongue to them. The
moment he opened for her, she pressed forward winding her arms
tightly around his neck.

A deep moan escaped him as she splayed her
hands through his short hair and pulled him closer. His arms
tightened around her as he pressed her body along the length of his
larger form. He needed to get closer to her. He needed to feel her
under him. He needed to be
in
her.

A shudder escaped him when she changed the
kiss to a slower more exploratory one. If he thought he understood
humans based on the documentation that had been recorded over the
past six years, he realized he was sadly misinformed. Nothing she
was doing had been in the recordings. Nothing that he was feeling
when they touched made sense to him.

He started to protest when she slowly pulled
back. His hands slid down to her ass and lifted her up against him.
He buried his face in the curve of her neck as she wrapped her legs
around him. Taking a step forward, he pressed her back against the
metal upright beam again.

Raising his head so he could look into her
eyes, he lifted one trembling hand to thread his fingers into her
short straight hair. Never before had he felt such an explosive
reaction to a female. The primitive feelings of possessiveness, the
need to mark, his need to claim her burned like the hottest star
inside him.

“You are mine, Kali Parks. I claim you as my
Amate,
” he growled in a voice laden with desire and need
before he captured her lips again.

Chapter 10

“Let her go,” a low, furious voice snarled
from out of the darkness.

Razor stiffened as he partially turned. He
kept one arm wrapped protectively around Kali as he glared over his
shoulder at the male who stood in the doorway of the roof access.
His eyes narrowed on the weapon in the male’s hand. He released a
dark growl of warning and flashed his sharp teeth.

“Jason! What are you doing here?” Kali
hissed in surprise as she looked over Razor’s shoulder.

“Trying to keep you from making the biggest
mistake of your life,” he snapped. He jerked his head at the huge
Trivator that still held her. “I told you to let her go.”

“He’s right. You’d better let me go,” Kali
whispered with a chagrined sigh. Razor’s head snapped around so
fast that she jerked back in surprise, hitting the back of her head
on the metal beam. “Ouch! Damn it.”

“Kali,” Jason started to say, taking a step
forward.

“Stay back, human,” Razor snarled in a
menacing voice. “You are the one who dared touch my female. For
that alone I should kill you.”

“Your… who the fuck is this guy, Kali, and
what the hell were you doing kissing him?” Jason demanded
angrily.

“He’s….” Kali paused as a look of dismay
crossed her face. She looked at Razor and grimaced. “What’s your
name?” She muttered under her breath.

“You don’t even know his name yet you’re
wrapped around him like some bitc….”

Kali stumbled and would have fallen if not
for the beam at her back as she was suddenly released. She blinked
in surprise several times as she stared at the back of the man she
had just been kissing. One second he was holding her in his arms,
the next he had Jason by the neck. Jason’s feet dangled almost
three inches off the roof. He had one hand wrapped around the wrist
of the Trivator warrior while his other hand, the one holding the
weapon, was being held in a crushing grip.

It took several seconds for it to dawn on
Kali that Jason wasn’t struggling as much as he had been and his
eyes were beginning to roll back in his head. She rushed forward
and grabbed the arm holding Jason. She turned her head, about to
order the male to release Jason but the words died on her lips at
the cold, ruthless look in the Trivator’s eyes.

She drew in another breath before forcing
the words past her lips. Her eyes went back to Jason’s face even as
she pulled fruitlessly on the arm holding him by his neck. She had
never seen anyone so strong before. A silent curse flowed through
her mind as she realized just how stupid she had been to forget
that he was an alien.

“Please,” she whispered, tugging on his arm.
“Please, let him go.”

“He touched you. He pressed his lips to
yours,” Razor snarled.

“Listen… what is your name?” Kali asked in
desperation as Jason’s head fell forward as he lost consciousness.
“Please don’t kill him. He’s my friend. We need him.
I
need
him. There aren’t enough of us as it is to defend the northern half
of the city. Please, I’m begging you. Please let him go.”

Razor glared down at Kali for a moment
before he dropped the male in disgust. He reached down and pulled
the weapon from Jason’s limp fingers. Turning, he tossed the gun
across the roof where it skittered into the dark shadows. A dark
foreign curse, at least that was what it sounded like to Kali,
echoed in the air. Strong fingers wrapped around her arm and pulled
her away from Jason when she bent to check on him.

“I am Razor. I am the Chancellor for the
Alliance’s Defenses and Commander over the Trivator Forces,” he
informed her in a cold, furious voice.

Kali jerked away from him in shock and fear.
She slowly backed away from him, shaking her head in disbelief. She
had heard of him. Talk spread fast around the world thanks to the
large number of Ham Radio operators who shared what was going
on.

“You…,” she swallowed and stumbled backwards
when he took a step toward her. “You ordered Mexico City and that
other city destroyed.”

Razor’s eyes glittered as he took another
step toward her. Fury built inside him as she stumbled away from
him in fear. His nose flared and his mouth tightened when she
glanced beyond him to the male lying unconscious behind him. She
claimed she had affection for the male. That would end, along with
her living in a constant state of danger. It was now his right to
care for and protect her. She was his.

“Just as I will order Chicago leveled if the
fighting does not stop. I will not allow any more Trivator warriors
to be wounded or killed in the battle between your brother and
Allen,” he stated ruthlessly.

Shock, then fury, combined with the bitter
taste of fear, began to boil inside of Kali as she stared into the
cold, ruthless eyes of the male standing in front of her. She
swallowed and desperately pulled on the mask she used to hide
behind when she was nervous or frightened. She was Destin’s
protector, head of his security. She would do whatever she had to
do to protect him and their people. She had to warn Destin who was
coming.

“When do you plan on sending in the ships to
destroy the city?” She asked in a voice that held a slight tremble
in it.

“Now that I have you, I will give a twelve
hour notification to lay down arms. Your brother and Allen will
turn themselves in to the human leader of the area,” he stated,
watching her reaction.

“And… and if they… don’t?” She asked in a
husky voice.

“Then they and every other human who resists
will die,” he replied softly.

“No!” She gasped.

She swayed as the faces of William, Mabel,
Mary Clark, little Beth and the thousands of other residents in the
northern half of the city that depended on them flashed through her
mind. She stumbled over a small pile of rubble as she took another
step backwards. She had to warn Destin. He had said something… now
that he had her… her troubled eyes cleared. If he didn’t have her,
maybe he wouldn’t attack. She shook her head in denial. He would
never have her. She would stand by her brother’s side and fight,
even if it meant giving her life for those she had sworn to
protect.

“I will not allow you to put yourself in
danger any longer, Kali. The fighting has gone on long enough. It
is time for your world to begin the process of healing. Groups like
your brother and Allen must be dealt with. I was brought in by the
Alliance and given the authority to do whatever was necessary to
end the conflicts so that your world could once again grow and
prosper. Enough of my people have been wounded or killed over the
past six years. I will not allow that to continue.”

The other alien had warned them that a
Trivator warrior named Razor would come and destroy everyone,
everything, if they did not lay down their arms. He said he could
prevent it if Colbert was given control of the city. The strange
light blue alien had made a deal with Colbert, weapons for women,
an offer he had made to Destin first. According to many of the
refugees who fled the area over the past two years, females
fourteen to forty were being rounded up and taken away.

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