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and held her hand up by the bars, wary of them. “Excuse
me... how do you know—”

    “ Quiet,” he
said and tugged the blanket further over his head, exposing a pair
of heavy dark blue and silver boots at the other end.

    Her right eyebrow rose.
Such a lazily spoken order wasn’t going to put her off. He sounded
like her brother after she had awoken him. If Rezic didn’t scare
her when he was in a mood like that, then this stranger certainly
wasn’t going to.

    Unless he looked like that
man had. She had never imagined that a Vegan would look so
frightening.

    “ Excuse me...
how do you know it won’t work... or even what I was doing for that
matter?” She frowned at him. His cell was at a right angle to hers.
He had his back to her and she hadn’t heard anyone move. How had he
known what she was doing?

    “ The ship is
actively blocking communications,” he said and his arm appeared
from under the blanket. Around his wrist was a device similar to
hers. “It was obvious what you would try to do on
waking.”

    Her eyes widened, but not
because of the device.

    His skin was white but
from his knuckles it slowly turned from white to a rich blue colour
at his fingertips. He had deep blue claws. The tattered black cuff
of whatever clothes he was wearing fell back to reveal tighter
clothing in blue and silver beneath.

    His hand disappeared back
under the blanket.

    “ Do you know
where the medical area is? I need to get to my brother. They’re
holding him there.”

    “ Quiet,” he
said. This time his voice carried a note of warning.

    Renie shrank back and
sighed. Evidently, this man wasn’t going to be much help to her.
Still, questions crowded her mind and they demanded
answers.

    “ Erm, excuse
me?” she said and in one swift move, he pushed the blanket off
himself and sat up, facing her.

    “ I said to be
quiet!” he snapped but she was too busy staring to hear what he had
said.

    She had never seen
anything like him. His skin was white but, where it neared his
hairline, it gradually turned dark blue just as his fingers did.
His hair was a matching dark blue at the root but slowly changed to
black. It hung in loose tendrils, framing his face with tousled
strands that made her want to reach out and push them back, out of
his face so she could drink her fill of his otherworldly
beauty.

    A pair of the most
fantastic eyes held hers, their pale blue pupil surrounded by black
irises fascinating her.

    With an irritated sigh, he
raked his fingers through his hair, revealing the fact his ears
were slightly pointed and the tips of them were also
blue.

    He was breathtaking. It
wasn’t the fact that she had never seen a species like him. It was
how handsome he was—beautiful enough that her heart beat a little
quicker at the sight of him and when her eyes met his, she trembled
inside.

    Quiet.

    She could do quiet when
she was looking at him. Words had no place in this moment, no use.
They were unnecessary. Sight had command here, and she wanted to do
nothing more than stare at him for eternity.

    He shivered and his hair
fell down across his face. She had never seen someone suffer such a
violent shudder before.

    He pulled the tattered
grey blanket around his shoulders and her gaze fell to his hands
and then his clothes. He was wearing black like the soldiers that
had taken her captive but his appearance was nothing like
theirs.

    “ Are you a
prisoner too?” she said, finding her voice at last and unable to
ignore her desire to learn more about him.

    He frowned, dark blue
eyebrows meeting tightly above those stunning eyes.

    “ I thought the
answer to that was obvious.”

    She shrugged and dropped
her gaze away from his. Loose black trousers covered his legs. They
were torn in places. She could see something blue
beneath.

    Was he wearing something
similar to a fight suit beneath the clothes?

    He huddled up into the
blanket and sighed.

    “ Do you know
where they might have taken my