Page 52 of Arresting the Warlord

I snuggled into him. “You have no idea.” It seemed like I had barely closed my eyes when someone started banging on our door. One look at my bracelet and I groaned. “We still have thirty minutes. Make them go away or I will incinerate them.”

“Yes, buttercup.” Jake slid me off his chest and answered the door buck naked.

I admired his fine ass and yanked the blanket over my girlie parts when Trayon rushed in.

“It is time to begin the search.”

“Not before I’ve had my coffee and a shower.”I hurled a lightning bolt at the Askole warrior.Crack!It slammed into his armored chest and he went flying out into the hallway. The door slid shut.

“Let’s get you that coffee,” Jake hurried over to the food replicator.

I sat up. “Smart man.”

“That bolt came a wee bit close,” Jake said as he handed me my coffee.

I took a sip. “I hit what I aim at sugar.”

“Good to know.”

The door chime sounded repeatedly.

Geezus. Trayon was persistent. “How much lightning do you think his armor can handle?”

“I’ll deal with him. Go take your shower.”

“Good idea.” Smothering a laugh, I strolled into the bathroom. Sometimes being a crazy bitch had its advantages. Walking into the shower, I let the jets of water do their magic.

Jake called, “How does a breakfast burrito sound?”

“Perfect.” I shut off the shower, braided my hair and hit my bracelet. Armor formed around me. I could get used to having a mate.

Chapter Ten

Trayon waited outside our room. Tendrils of smoke still rose from his armor. He held out a chocolate bar.“For my lady.”

I shot Jake a questioning look.

“Take it.”

I took it.“For future reference, bribing a police officer is against the law.”

“Yes, my lady.”Trayon followed us down the hallway.“Where do we start?”

“I start with a sweat lodge ceremony.”

Trayon’s tentacles stood out from his head.“Sweat lodge?”

“It’s a Navajo shaman ritual.”

“I will come.”

“No. You’re neither Navajo, nor a shaman.”

His tentacles slumped.“I wish to help. My true mate awaits me.”

A romantic Askole? Or a horny one?“You can help by finding all of Lily Begay’s missing sheep. You know, the Navajo woman you terrorized by breaking into her hogan.”

“The old one shot me several times,”Trayon protested.

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