Soul-Bonded to the Alien(17)

It was the use of the name Calix that alerted her to the fact that this wasn’t her voice, but the voice of whatever lived inside of her. It made her straighten her spine and fight however she could. She would live just to prove the Sudir wrong and Cal would live also because he was hers and she would fight for what she wanted. She would live and dare the whole world if necessary to prove her wrong. Slipping out of her panties and bra, she stepped into the shower. She wanted to be clean before she had to fight a battle.

She let herself dissolve into giggles in the shower, the image of herself on a white steed dressed in silver armor that shone brightly as the sun encased her was her undoing. Finally her giggles turned into tears that mingled with the water flowing down her body.

Taking deep breaths, she washed finding more of the apple scented soap sitting in the shower. She really did love the smell of it, she breathed in deeply feeling the knot of fear she refused to acknowledge loosen just a little.

Wrapping herself in a huge towel, she walked into the bedroom to find Cal still lying on the bed.

“Wasn’t my going into the bathroom your cue to leave?”

“And miss your delightfully fresh scented self? I’d be a fool to miss this sight.”

She blushed. How did this male have that power over her?

“Out Cal, I have to get dressed.”

“I’m willing to stay and guard your body, just saying.”

Shaking her head, she tossed a pillow that was lying on the floor at him.

“Out,” she pointed towards the door. “We have a battle to fight today and you need to be clean. The first rule of going to war is to make yourself ready. That means a shower.”

His laughter drifted through the room making her feel lighthearted for a few precious seconds.

“Yes, Ma’am. A shower, but no food, Paige. An empty stomach is the better way to do this. I will be back shortly, I want to catch as much of the daylight as we can. Victor and Selma will be with me.”

She nodded as she watched him walk out of the room. His long legs eating the small distance between the door and the bed. His ass was taunt and hard sitting on top of his muscular thighs. If she had to have a male declaring he was her mate, she would have picked this male.

Crossing the room to her dresser, she looked for something comfortable to wear. She had no idea what they were going to do, but it stood to reason whatever it was they wouldn’t be going outside to do it. Finally she decided on a comfortable pair of shorts and her favorite spring top. It was warm enough inside to wear them.

There was a knock on the other side of one of the walls in her room.

“Can I come in?” a young voice asked.

“Come in, Vick,” she smiled as the panel opened. This was how Cal got into her room last night.

‘Hi, Paige.”

“Hello Vick, it’s nice to see you today.”

He looked up at her with wide eyes. They were brown reminding her of Selma’s eyes and they were filled with tears.

“Vick?”

“Are you scared, Paige?”

She sat on the floor and opened her arms. Vick rushed into them allowing her to comfort him.

“I would be scared if I didn’t have Cal. Not just Cal, but your mom and dad too. I don’t know them very well, but Victor is a king and your mom, she’s the Queen and I bet they are good at kicking enemy butt.”

He gave a sniffle and a chuckle against her shoulder.

“Dad’s good, but my mom’s the best. She scares all the Sudir’s.” He lowered his voice, “Mom disemboweled one once, and even my dad was impressed. The enemy hates her.” His voice was filled with awe for what his mother had accomplished.

“When I grow up I’m going to be just like the both of them.”

“I know you will be, I can already see it in you.”

“Uncle Cal is really nice and he really likes apples. I asked him and he told me he did. That means he really likes you, Paige. Do you think he is scary? He said you saw his Matra. Mine is still little like me so he can’t come out yet, but we talk every day.”

“I did see his Matra and it scared me the first time I saw it. But I believe your right, Cal is very nice. Vick, I don’t want you to be scared. I know this isn’t going to be easy, but your Uncle Cal and I will work it out. All you have to do is trust us. Remember to stay away from the Sudir. I’m sure your parents tell you that all the time.”

He nodded his head before getting up. “I have to go.” He leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek.

Paige was still sitting there grinning when a knock sounded on her door.





Chapter Eight




Paige took a seat on the chair in the living area after she opened the door for Calix, Victor, and Selma. Victor and Selma opted for the couch while Cal decided to lean against the mantel.