promise I’ll try to get back before anyone discovers you’re here,” Ana whispered to the naked, unconscious Gothman on the shed floor. “But, maybe next time you won’t tease me for being a girl.”
“Mirak, where are you?” She jumped at the low growl of the Gothman soldier.
She crept outside quietly. As long as the large brute of a Gothman didn’t get too close to her she stood a small chance in hell of getting through this night without getting hurt again. Certainly Papa’s personal guards wouldn’t hurt her. What instructions had her father left with the guards? Had he even mentioned her as a
possible risk? Or, worse yet, would her mama have left instructions?
She shoved those thoughts out of her head.
“Right here.” She mumbled and stepped a foot or so away from the shed.
Her hair was stuffed up under Mirak’s hat and she held his laser in her hand. She looked at the large man from under the rim of the hat, not daring to raise her head too high. The Gothman soldier seemed to stare at her for an eternal amount of time. She didn’t realize she was holding her breath until he spoke.
“It’s time to rotate. Why are you just standing there?” The harsh whisper insulted her and her heart pounded when she realized the large soldier was Gilroy.
She didn’t answer but turned and walked with long strides across the yard to the side of the house. She wouldn’t look back to see if Gilroy watched her. Her heart pounded so loudly she was sure others could hear it. Her legs wobbled as she stood alongside the house where Mirak would stand. And she hoped and prayed the big kid would remain out cold for a while.
Minutes seemed like hours before she decided to make her escape. Ana crouched low as she ran across the drive to the large garage where all the guard’s gliders were parked. She jumped onto Mirak’s and flew off into the darkness. Mirak’s comm lay on the dash and she watched it with horror waiting for it to beep. No one called wondering what she was doing.
* * * * * Ana landed alongside the large rocks where she’d met Roth. No sign of a camp existed, or for that matter that anyone had been there. But she hadn’t expected to see him. This was where he would come to meet her later today and this was where she’d leave a message for him.
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She pulled out a folded piece of paper and sat down on the ground. She hadn’t dared to write the message while at her house. If anyone discovered whom she’d talked to she might very well put Roth in danger. And he wasn’t dangerous…he couldn’t be. Passionate green eyes stared at her mind’s eye as she carefully explained she couldn’t meet him later that day. She wrote that she wanted to see him again. Then, after hesitating, she finally asked if they could meet somewhere closer to her house.
It crossed her mind that Tree People might use another alphabet. The Neurians did. Would he understand her message? She looked around for something that would indicate the message was from her just in case he couldn’t read it. But she’d traded clothes with Mirak. Everything on her belonged to him. The glider was Mirak’s too. She looked back at the piece of paper and finally took her pen and drew the symbol for the Blood Circle Clan—a blood drop surrounded by a circle.
She placed the piece of paper on a large rock and then found a smaller rock on the ground to keep it there. Standing back, she smiled. Roth would find it. She turned back to go to the glider.
“Ana, what are you doing here?”
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All For One
Chapter Six
The owner of the green eyes that had consumed her thoughts now stood directly in front of her. Roth looked at her, and his hands went to his hips. When he smiled, her insides flipped.
“I…I left you a message.”
“You left a message for me?” His smile grew, and he looked up