Kyro: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 5), A.G. Wilde [amazing books to read .txt] 📗

the shock of Kyro’s change began to wear off, several of the guards rushed his way. Using the blades on his arms, he sliced through them, their bodies falling to the ground one after the other.

Much too quickly, there was a sudden silence in the room, the only sound being that of the High Tasqal’s huge breaths.

Her eyes fell on the Tasqal. Now disrobed, she could see more of its body and bile rose in her mouth.

The fluid-filled sores were all over its large body. Rolls and rolls of fat hung down and she was happy she couldn’t see much from the position she was in.

But she could see enough to watch Kyro’s arms close around the Tasqal’s neck as he lifted the beast into the air.

Slamming the Tasqal’s body against the wall, Kyro let out a deafening roar.

As her ears readjusted, she heard the Tasqal’s laughter. Was there ever a time the asshole didn’t laugh?

“You are a Vorti,” it said, its laugh beginning to get more hysterical. “A Vorti! Oh, you precious beast! Now I understand why you were offering yourself instead of the paltry human.”

Kyro roared again.

“You,” the Tasqal’s dark eyes focused on Kyro. “I have heard tales of your species. To think you have been in our grasp for so long.”

“You,” Kyro growled. “It was a sad mistake the day you decided to try to take her away from me. Your people took everything from me once. It will never happen again.” He pushed the Tasqal further into the wall. “She is mine. You don’t get her smiles or her cries, her pleasure or her pain. But most of all, you don’t get her freedom. She,” his arms seemed to tighten around the Tasqal farther, “belongs” and farther “to me.”

“I cann m-make adeal,” the Tasqal sputtered.

She could sense Kyro’s rage increase even with his back turned to her.

Reaching for a blade from one of the fallen guards slumped against the wall, Kyro pointed the sharp edge at the Tasqal’s skull.

“Deal with this.”

The blade slid home, going straight through the Tasqal’s skull and piercing the wall behind. It took a second for the light to die in the Tasqal’s black pool that he called eyes.

Kyro turned then, his eyes on her and he was by her side in the next second.

As he released her restraints, she could only blink up at him, unable to find the words yet having so much to say.

He released her just in time because the doors suddenly opened, and a new set of guards appeared. They took one look at Kyro before their gazes drifted to the Tasqal hanging by his own skull against the wall, as well as the crumpled bodies of their comrades.

“Oh qrak,” one in the back murmured.

Blasters raised; they began firing just as Kyro dived to cover her body with his. Even as she screamed at the sudden assault, she could feel his body jerk as the laser bullets hit him in the back.

In one movement, he rolled her from the bed, shielding her with his body as he rested her against the floor before rising, his face the exact vision of rage. As he moved forward, he took out the first guard in his path.

Her heart was beating hard in her chest as she glanced around, looking for something or some way she could help. She wasn’t about to sit by while they tried to kill the man she loved.

As the sounds of battle echoed all around her, she spotted the blaster that had been thrown on the bed and she grabbed it. There was a depression where the trigger would be on a normal gun. Pointing it away from her, she put her finger against the depression and applied some pressure.

A blast hit the bed, creating a deep hole in the material and her body was thrown backward with the recoil.

Guess she knew how to use it then.

She was up on legs that were getting stronger, she gripped the blaster as she stepped over bodies strewn along the floor.

In the little time it had taken her to acquaint herself with the weapon, the fight had moved to the corridor.

She’d had no idea so many guards had been on the ship. Bodies upon lifeless bodies filled the floor. As the door opened, she had to duck out of the way as an arm came hurtling through the air. She would have been shocked to see it if it didn’t happen so suddenly, but her mind didn’t get the time to think about the fact that a dismembered body part had just flown by her head. Instead, her attention fell on Kyro.

One after the other, he took out the guards that attacked. Some used blasters, others used swords, but whatever the method of attack, he took them down.

As she tried to rush toward him, it was evident he was hurt. His movements were becoming sluggish.

He was covered in blood. His blood or his attackers’, she did not know. All she knew was that he was hurt, and she needed to help.

She must have made a sound because, in all the chaos, Kyro turned to look her way.

“Stay back!”

Nope. Sorry babe.

This wasn’t his fight alone.

A door opened beside her and a guard rushed out. Gripping the blaster, she fired, not bothering to try and aim.

She pressed the trigger as many times as she could, till the guard was standing no more.

The sound of the firing caught the attention of another guard coming down the corridor and she did the same, depressing the trigger as quickly as she could.

That one she cut down in just three shots.

A door opened to the side behind Kyro and another guard appeared, blade raised to bury it deep into Kyro’s back.

“Hey!” she shouted, catching the attacker’s attention for just long enough for him to look her way. Pointing the blaster, she pulled the trigger, bracing against the wall as the shot burst forth and she emptied the cartridge.

The guard’s body fell.

Throwing that blaster to the