Alien Romance: Hunter: Space Commander's Fated Mate (Space Beasts Book 3) Read Free Page B

the apartment buildings and houses. There was no craftsmanship, no awe-inspiring structures that only left you in awe because a person, with no help from machinery at all, had made it.
 
    “I’m going to fix your wounds,” he told her carefully, as if speaking to a wounded animal. Juliet’s eyes widened, not quite trusting him.
 
    “I can fix my own, I’m fine,” she insisted.
 
    Zalgar raised an eyebrow and motioned with his eyes over to the singular chair in the room. “You’re going to sit there, and I’m going to fix you.” His tone was firm, leaving no room for an argument.
     
    He didn’t have to be so obvious in pointing out again that Juliet had no idea where she was and that he could very well just kill her right now if he wanted to. So she did what was asked of her. The wood from the chair creaked underneath her, but it held without a single budge. Not great at making beds, but chairs are good, apparently , she thought to herself.
 
    “Tell me how you got here,” he said, his hand reaching for her ankle slowly. Her heart sped up slightly as Zalgar’s rough fingertips brushed along her skin, searching for the wounds. Juliet was glad she decided to wear shorts for the trip. They went to mid-thigh, made of pink denim.
    It was all covered in dirt and grass stains now, but at least they weren’t full-length pants. The awkwardness that would have come with taking them off would have been too much. Especially with someone who may or may not end up killing her.
 
    Juliet took a breath, doing as he asked again. “I was on my way to Varuna,” she began, “We all were – it was just a regular shuttle.”
 
    “No military?”
 
    Juliet frowned, then hissed when he found the cut from the root. Zalgar took note of it and took something from the bag that he carried over. It looked like a shell of something with a liquid inside, though with the lack of light in the room, she couldn’t tell what it was. “No, why would there be military?” she asked irritably, “We were all just going for vacations. Well, I mean, most were. I was going abroad for school, for a work study.” She noticed Zalgar give a confused look, though he was more focused on getting whatever was inside of the jar out.
     
    “I was going there to learn more about science, and work with it. Varuna is an Allied planet, though. There’s no need for military.”
    He nodded, then glanced up at Juliet, their eyes meeting. “This Varuna place might be Allied, but Rolq’thos is not.”
 
    Rolq’thos. Another name she’d never heard of. Juliet felt uneasy. “Where am I?” she asked again, “Where am I really? How close to Varuna?”
 
    Zalgar frowned. “You’re on Rolq’thos, a planet that does not want any part of the Alliance. In fact, we make it our duty to keep them out. And as for Varuna… I’ve never heard of it.”
 
    She didn’t know what to think anymore. Rolq’thos wasn’t in any of her textbooks back home, nor was it mentioned in any of the materials she’d studied before going on the trip. And it made sense, if they weren’t part of the Alliance. There were many planets that didn’t want to work with the Alliance, though mostly that was because of bad blood between old planets.
     
    Not everyone was as new to space travel as Earth. There were space wars before humans were even making sci-fi movies about them, and there were some grudges that some races couldn’t forgive. From the sounds of it, this wasn’t the case with Rolq’thos. They just wanted to be left alone.
 
    “I have to get home,” she told Zalgar, desperation in her voice. What was he going to do with her, then? She wasn’t supposed to be here, wasn’t welcome here… And if the ships she saw belonged to Rolq’thos, and then they weren’t going to let her leave peacefully.
 
    He began to rub what was in the jar onto her wound. It was an ointment of sorts, and felt oily on her skin. After settling into the cut, she could