Harden My Heart (Club Release 3) Science Fiction Abduction Romance Read Free Page B

for a fact that clean does not mean good.
     
    The massive spacecraft door opens and bright sunlight pours into the craft. I blink as I’m led down a metal ramp. I hear a commotion behind me and look over my shoulder to see the kepslian slam his body into one of our captors. The red male falls off the ramp. When the kepslian jumps off the ramp on the other side one of our red captors pulls out some type of laser gun and shoots the large kepslian in the back. He stumbles and goes down to his knees. I cry out in horror.
     
    “You killed him.” I can’t believe it. Fear races through me. Am I next?
     
    “No, he is just stunned and will remain that way long enough to get him to the sell-block,” says the red alien holding my chain.
     
    “How can you do this? He’s going to be too wounded to sell. You should let us go. This isn’t right.”
     
    “Human, there is no right or wrong. Only survival.”
     
    I’m stunned by his cold assessment of life. But deep down I know from experience that he’s telling the awful truth.
     
    The other two barpolians get the kepslian to his feet. I can tell that he’s dazed and confused. I don’t know what they shot him with but it was bad. He’s at least six feet of muscle. I shudder at the thought of them shooting me with that gun.
     
    When I’m prodded forward, I go along easily. I look to the left and right. I’m amazed when I get a glimpse of several spacecrafts. I don’t get a good look at them though because the crowd I’m led through quickly swallows up my view.
     
    The new view is scarier than hell. I look around at all of the aliens. Most of them are six to seven feet tall. Some have scales while others appear to have skin like mine but the colors vary widely. I freak out when I see a four-eyed being with dark brown skin that has red spots. What the hell is that?
     
    My captor tugs on my chain and I realize that I’ve stopped to stare at all of the colorful beings. I glance over my shoulder and see that the kepslian is still looking dazed and confused but he is still moving. Will he be okay? Or did that gun mess him up for life? Our captors are horrible.
     
    I’m tugged again. This time I’m pulled along at a faster pace. Through the crowd we are brought to a raised platform. I don’t like the looks of this at all.
     
    In stunned silence, I follow my captor up some solid steps and onto the horrible stage. The air is sucked out of my lungs when I see how many beings are wandering around. Some are looking me over and others are just talking or shopping at vendors that are all over the place.
     
    My captor moves me across the stage. I look over and see that the kepslian is being placed on a spot not far from me. When our gazes meet, I can see that he’s not too dazed anymore. That makes me feel better. But the sad look in his eyes makes my stomach do a rough flip. If a big guy like him is depressed, we are in a flipping shitload of trouble.
     
    There goes any hope of help. The future for us is bleak. I look out at the crowd hoping to see a kind face. The crowd is as indifferent as ever. I tremble when a few dark green scaly beings lick their lips as they look me over.
     
    I’m glad they are down on ground level. A barpolian female comes onto the stage wearing a long yellow dress that drifts around her as she walks. Her long white hair is pulled up into a high ponytail. Her yellow eyes look me over and then look the kepslian over.
     
    She nods at out captors and then goes to the edge of the platform and says something that I can’t understand. Then she waves her arms delicately like a graceful dancer. All kinds of hell breaks loose as beings start yelling to her. She answers back and then points to the stairs.
     
    I cringe when some dark blue aliens with white dots on their skin comes onto the stage and starts circling me. They talk to my captor and then shake their fat heads and walk off the platform.
     
    A relieved breath escapes me. Too bad that