Page 35 of Captured By the Alien Captain

I’m not healing. Despite myRhisbeing only a few feet away,I’m not healing.

Blinking through the shock of pain ringing through my system, I look toward the woman I’m meant to be protecting. The one who should be tucked away safely at my side.

Jax might not be able to spar with me on even grounds, but she stands on better ground with her kind. However, instead of putting up a fight, she’s looking atme. Her eyes are sound, a foreign expression on her face.

“Don’t hurt him!”

Desperation. Panic. Fear.

Startled by my current state, she grunts when her head is slammed against the ground. Cursing Hendrick as he presses a knee against her back to keep her down, he looks less bothered.

If he kills her, it really won’t be anything different to him. He grabs her wrists before she can try to reach for her pistol.

Inhaling sharply, I ignore all the pain. Their poison bullets might be able to take me down, but Jax needs to be safe.

I can’t lose the woman. If I do, there’s no point in living anyway. I need her.

One step forward and their captain jerks to look at me.

“Think about attacking, and we’ll see how these new bullets affect a human,” he growls, immediately causing me to freeze.

I couldn’t imagine letting her experience this pain. Watching her skin eat away and imagining her screams and pleas to be killed would forever haunt me to my grave. Even now, her groans feel like a blade to my stomach.

The sounds of battle remain outside, clashing with the intense environment inside this tent.

“Always acting so strong, like you’re better than anyone else,” Hendrick spits as he bends her arm when noticing her fighting spirit is burning hot. “You’ve been a pain in my ass ever since they promoted you. Now look at yourself, distracting yourself over this freak’s well-being to consider protecting yourself. What a joke. I never understood how you got to this position in the first place.”

As she tries to fight back, the look of misery is written all over her face.

I don’t want her to look at me. I want her to focus on the mission.

“The way you care about him isn’t some sort of alliance. No, this runs deeper. If I have to guess, you’ve fornicated with theenemy, haven’t you?” He clicks his tongue as he shakes his head. “Now I won’t be surprised if you spent a little time on your knees to get your ship. Disgusting.” Spitting on the ground next to her cheek, his hold on her limbs tightens.

“Fuck you,” she spits back. “Just wait until you get what’s coming to you.”

“Once a loyal dog, you’ve become all bark. You’re useless to us now,Commander.But don’t worry, I’m sure I will easily find someone more fitting to replace your position. For now, I’m going to enjoy returning some of the pain you’ve caused me over the years of being in service.”

Once more, I’m reminded of the difference between Jax and me. Her limbs are thin. No matter how strong she is, her arm gives out beneath the weight of his hold.

I hear the break before a cry ripped from her throat fills the room. Her pain hits me hard and it’s like I feel it myself. Hot tears roll down her cheeks and she doesn’t beg him to stop. She looks so angry, I share her rage.

A roar leaves my lips loud enough to make the men surrounding us jump.

Hendrick is grinning. He’s enjoying every minute of this.

I’m going to kill him. I’m going to make him choke on his blood.

Silent promises fill my thoughts as I try to get up. My body is on fire and not working on the same tune as these murderous thoughts. It’s a struggle at first but another cry from Jax has my blood boiling. Be it the poison or not, I can’t just watch this. Even if I risk taking another lethal dosage of this poison, I need to do something.

Everyone is so distracted by such an extreme sight that they don’t notice the new company behind us. I don’t even realize until an arrow comes sailing across the room. Two others joinhitting the men at both my sides. The third hits Hendrick in the shoulder.

I don’t need to look behind me to know Varrum is the one behind the distraction. The master at the bow, he’s the only one I’ve met to shoot multiple arrows at once with such precise aiming.

I’m on my feet. There’s no hesitation as I make my way to the two on the ground. I’m seething. Anyone who stands in my way gets thrown to the side.

A bullet grazes my shoulder as one of the humans misses their next shot. Only seconds later, he’s hit with an arrow.

I keep moving, my eyes set. Unrecognizable noises escape through my bared fangs. Animalistic ones that come out from deep within me.