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him.”
“Then stand down.”
Darac waited for her to move away. It was obvious she didn’t feel the connection that he did. Not that he blamed her for that. Humans had different mating rituals. But she didn’t move.
“Look, he’s calm now,” she pointed out. “We can still use him for a ransom.”
Rye stared at her incredulously. “He nearly killed Mitch.”
“No great loss,” she muttered.
“And Zuma. He dies. He is a risk to the mission and the crew. I can’t let him live just because he has a hard-on for you.”
Willa flinched.
“What does hard-on mean?” Darac asked.
Willa turned to look at him incredulously while Zuma laughed. “Jeez, Willa, got yourself a dud?”
“Shut up,” she said without heat. She sighed. “Hard-on means, well, it doesn’t matter what it means. The point is that he’s not no longer dangerous. Are you really going to murder an unarmed man?”
Darac knew her brother wasn’t fooled. Just because Darac wasn’t armed didn’t make him less dangerous.
“Yes.”
Darac could take him, blaster or not. But he had Willa to consider. Protecting her had to come first. He quickly thought through his options. There was only one way to keep Willa safe and happy.
“I surrender myself.”
“What?” Willa looked up at him in surprise. “You’re surrendering?”
“Doesn’t have much choice, does he?” the quieter male spoke up. “We’re armed and we have him surrounded.”
“Not much point in surrendering when we have nowhere to hold him,” Rye stated.
“But you cannot kill an unarmed man who surrendered,” Willa stated.
He could see Rye warring with himself. Part of him wanted to get rid of the threat Darac presented. He should. But Darac was betting on him having too much honor to do so.
“What’s to stop him from attacking one of us again?” Zuma asked.
“So long as Willa is not threatened, you will all be safe.”
“And what about when you first came off your ship?” Rye asked. “You tried to kill all of us, including Willa.”
“I did not know what I did. And I did not know Willa was my mate. I would do nothing to harm her. Zerconian males are aggressive, sometimes volatile. The longer we live without our mate, the more volatile we become. We slowly decline into madness. When a Zerconian male feels himself losing control, he will take his own life. To not do so would endanger the people around him. I am very old.”
“You were on a suicide mission. You wanted that space rubbish to take you out in a blaze of glory,” Zuma stated.
“He means kill you,” Willa explained.
Darac nodded.
“And what? You’re all better now?” Rye asked skeptically.
He did not blame him for his skepticism. “Not completely. But my control is better. Because of Willa.”
“How can you be sure she is your mate?” Zuma asked.
“I know. I can control myself when she is close. Also, she fainted when we first touched. Other human female mates have fainted when first touching their mate.”
“That doesn’t mean anything. I hadn’t eaten lunch, that’s all. You and I are not gonna hook up.”
“Hook up?”
“Get together. Mate.” She rubbed her head. “We don’t even know each other.”
“We are soul mates. I do not need to know you to know you are mine. I live to protect you.” He glanced around at the others. “So long as she is not threatened I will do what you wish. I surrender. Fully.” Although it went against his instincts, he held his hands up.
Beside him, Willa stiffened, watching the others closely.
Rye watched him. “Deacon, take him to one of the other empty bunk rooms. Don’t take your eyes off him. If he so much as twitches, shoot him.”
“This is a bad idea,” Deacon stated, although he stepped forward.
Darac looked down at Willa. How could he trust these men to take care of her when one of their own had attacked her?
“You will guarantee her protection,” he demanded. “Only then will I leave her.”
“Oh,
“Then stand down.”
Darac waited for her to move away. It was obvious she didn’t feel the connection that he did. Not that he blamed her for that. Humans had different mating rituals. But she didn’t move.
“Look, he’s calm now,” she pointed out. “We can still use him for a ransom.”
Rye stared at her incredulously. “He nearly killed Mitch.”
“No great loss,” she muttered.
“And Zuma. He dies. He is a risk to the mission and the crew. I can’t let him live just because he has a hard-on for you.”
Willa flinched.
“What does hard-on mean?” Darac asked.
Willa turned to look at him incredulously while Zuma laughed. “Jeez, Willa, got yourself a dud?”
“Shut up,” she said without heat. She sighed. “Hard-on means, well, it doesn’t matter what it means. The point is that he’s not no longer dangerous. Are you really going to murder an unarmed man?”
Darac knew her brother wasn’t fooled. Just because Darac wasn’t armed didn’t make him less dangerous.
“Yes.”
Darac could take him, blaster or not. But he had Willa to consider. Protecting her had to come first. He quickly thought through his options. There was only one way to keep Willa safe and happy.
“I surrender myself.”
“What?” Willa looked up at him in surprise. “You’re surrendering?”
“Doesn’t have much choice, does he?” the quieter male spoke up. “We’re armed and we have him surrounded.”
“Not much point in surrendering when we have nowhere to hold him,” Rye stated.
“But you cannot kill an unarmed man who surrendered,” Willa stated.
He could see Rye warring with himself. Part of him wanted to get rid of the threat Darac presented. He should. But Darac was betting on him having too much honor to do so.
“What’s to stop him from attacking one of us again?” Zuma asked.
“So long as Willa is not threatened, you will all be safe.”
“And what about when you first came off your ship?” Rye asked. “You tried to kill all of us, including Willa.”
“I did not know what I did. And I did not know Willa was my mate. I would do nothing to harm her. Zerconian males are aggressive, sometimes volatile. The longer we live without our mate, the more volatile we become. We slowly decline into madness. When a Zerconian male feels himself losing control, he will take his own life. To not do so would endanger the people around him. I am very old.”
“You were on a suicide mission. You wanted that space rubbish to take you out in a blaze of glory,” Zuma stated.
“He means kill you,” Willa explained.
Darac nodded.
“And what? You’re all better now?” Rye asked skeptically.
He did not blame him for his skepticism. “Not completely. But my control is better. Because of Willa.”
“How can you be sure she is your mate?” Zuma asked.
“I know. I can control myself when she is close. Also, she fainted when we first touched. Other human female mates have fainted when first touching their mate.”
“That doesn’t mean anything. I hadn’t eaten lunch, that’s all. You and I are not gonna hook up.”
“Hook up?”
“Get together. Mate.” She rubbed her head. “We don’t even know each other.”
“We are soul mates. I do not need to know you to know you are mine. I live to protect you.” He glanced around at the others. “So long as she is not threatened I will do what you wish. I surrender. Fully.” Although it went against his instincts, he held his hands up.
Beside him, Willa stiffened, watching the others closely.
Rye watched him. “Deacon, take him to one of the other empty bunk rooms. Don’t take your eyes off him. If he so much as twitches, shoot him.”
“This is a bad idea,” Deacon stated, although he stepped forward.
Darac looked down at Willa. How could he trust these men to take care of her when one of their own had attacked her?
“You will guarantee her protection,” he demanded. “Only then will I leave her.”
“Oh,
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