Page 67 of Riv's Sanctuary

Grot made a sound of disapproval in his throat and he didn’t need to understand the female’s language to know that she wasn’t pleased.

Well, that made two of them.

She’d just have to deal with it.

Just like he was going to have to deal with the emotions in his heart and the hardened cock in his pants.

As the female stormed from the room, Grot made another sound and followed after her.

He only had a second to realize that his tevsi was escorting the female to her quarters as if he, Riv, had just committed some crime and wounded her in some way.

He watched them go, unable to call his animal back to his side.

He was the one that was wounded.

Wounded by years of pent up rage and hatred.

Only, unlike the female’s wounded pride, which would be healed by the next light-cycle, he had no such hope of relief.

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It was in the early hours of the next light-cycle that he heard a loud feminine shriek followed by the loud booms of Grot barking.

He'd already awakened and had been pulling on his trousers when the exclamation hit his ears.

It didn't take him long to move, fastening the clasps of the trousers as he hurried toward the female’s room, tension in his shoulders.

He hadn’t been able to sleep for the entire dark cycle.

Not after she’d invaded his room…his thoughts…the barrier he’d placed around himself.

"Ah, Grot. Calm down."

He knew that voice and for a second it confused him.

What was Sohut doing in the female’s room? He hadn’t even heard him return..

"Hoo dah hell arr yoo?" He knew that voice too.

Hearing it again after last night made a sort of chill run down his spine that made him anxious to see the female.

He wasn’t sure he could look at her without remembering the night before.

It was something he should forget. He just wasn’t sure he wanted to.

The door to the female’s room was open when he got there and the scene inside had him stopping in his tracks.

Sohut stood against the wall, his eyes wide and his hands in the air as if in surrender.

In front of him, Grot stood on all fours, teeth bared, snarling at his brother as if he’d never seen him before.

Behind Grot, the human stood with his blaster in her hands, the business end of which was pointed at his brother.

The phek did he walk in on?

He didn't know if he should be angry or if he should laugh at the sight.

Only Sohut's gaze moved toward him. His brother kept his entire body rigid, but the look in his eyes was one of pure shock.