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wall, she shoved her arm out to break her fall. There was a snapping noise then sharp, searing pain engulfed her. Her breath caught in her throat, nausea bubbling in her stomach as flames of agony lashed her arm.
    Mila groaned as she landed on her back, struggling to keep herself from losing consciousness. Get up. Get up, Mila. She attempted to sit, whimpering with each movement. The ship moved again and she screamed in agony as her jolted her right arm. Rolling over onto her good side, she vomited.
    “Oh God. Oh God.” Moving slowly, inch by inch, she managed to sit.
    “Is anyone going to turn that bloody noise off?” The screaming siren was not helping her pain levels.
    “Mila! Mila!” Koran screamed as the door to their room opened.
    “Here.” She waved her left hand at him. One moment he was by the door the next he was kneeling in front of her. “Wow, you can move quickly.”
    “Mila, are you all right?”
    “Sure.” She attempted to smile, knowing it had to be a pretty pathetic attempt when his eyes widened further. “My right arm kind of hurts.”
    His face paled. “Are you hurt Koran?”
    “It is not me. It is you. Your arm is broken.”
    “Oh, that’s good then.” She didn’t want him hurt.
    “No. Not good. Not good at all. I cannot get you to a regen chamber, that part of the ship sustained heavy damage.”
    “How bad is it?”
    He grasped hold of her left hand as she tried to reach across to her injured arm. “Do not touch it.” He moved across the room and despite the searing pain in her arm and her light-headedness, she couldn’t help but admire the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin as he moved.
    “Now is not the time,” he told her grimly as he returned with a red metal box.
    “Did you read my mind?”
    “You are speaking out loud. This will hurt. I am sorry.” He opened the box.
    “What is it?”
    “A first aid kit.” He pulled out an auto-injector. “I am going to give you a pain inhibitor before I put your arm in a brace. Can you lean on one hip?”
    She eyed the auto-injector. “Can’t I have an oral painkiller?”
    “This is all we have.” He helped her roll over then tugged down her pants and gave her the injection in the ass.
    “Ow,” she complained. But she soon felt woozy as the inhibitor moved through her system. She barely even noticed Koran placing a brace around her lower arm. “That’s good shit.”
    “Good shit?” he queried.
    “Uh-huh. I can’t feel a thing.” Everything had taken on a hazy appearance, like she was in a dream. So relaxing.
    The ship moved again, and Koran’s face tightened. “Are you sure you’re all right, Koran?”
    “I am fine. We must go. I will have Rylex examine you.”
    “I don’t want to leave. Can’t I just rest here? I know it’s a mean thing to say, but I don’t think I’m up to dealing with the Empress right now.”
    “Shh, Mila. Relax against me. I will look after you.”
    “Of course, you will.” Like she ever doubted him.
    The ship rocked again, but this time, Koran held her. He hit the wall with his shoulder, taking the brunt of the impact.
    “What’s happening? Is the pilot drunk?”
    “No. We are under attack.”
    “Oh.” It was getting harder and harder to think. Her eyes drooped. “I don’t think that’s good. Do you think you could make the siren stop?”
    “Soon.”
    She closed her eyes, drifting despite the noise. She opened her eyes as Koran placed her down and took in her surroundings. They were in a small shuttle. Thankfully, the noise from the siren was muted in here. “Where are we?”
    “Put me down! I am the Empress!”
    Mila’s eyes widened as she saw Empress Liula being physically carried into the small space.
    “Where are we?”
    “In one of the escape shuttles,” Koran explained. “Stay here. I will find Rylex.”
    “Koran.” Mila grabbed hold of his arm, ignoring the throbbing pain in her head. “Do not leave me here.”
    She now understood how Liula brought out