Page 62 of The Alien Warrior's Heart

“You do?” Pin blinked.

“Yes.” Zar’s jaw tightened. “The brood has footage you need to see.”

Twenty-Three

Simone

“You havenoidea how good it feels to talk with humans again,” she gushed, settling around the table with all the other girls.

Chozo winced. “Should I be offended?”

“Of course not.”

Sara laughed. “Gosh, he is so cute! I didn’t think I could ever like a Heronas.” She offered her hand to Chozo. “But you just proved me wrong.”

“I am glad I could be the exception.” He shook it.

Simone smiled at Sara. “You look really happy.”

“Yeah, well…” She twirled a lock of her curly hair around her finger. Tall and slim, Sara was stunning with dark skin and black eyes. Her grin was infectious, and she looked like a woman in love.

Kia, another one of the women who’d been kidnapped from earth, had the same expression. Curvy and sweet, Kia had dark hair and gorgeous eyes.

“Which warrior is yours?” Simone pushed away from the table and peered through the window, observing the six Plutonian warriors who stood outside. “Is it the handsome one with the lean arms and the face that looks like some alien version of a Hollywood celebrity?”

“That’s Tiegan.” Lilliana, a talkative and cheerful woman with tan skin and lush brown hair, giggled. “And he’s mine.”

Simone’s eyes widened. “Oh. My bad.”

“Want to guess again or should we just tell you?” Sara asked mischievously.

Emma rolled her eyes. She was the quietest of the bunch, although she’d cried the hardest when seeing Simone and she’d hugged her the hardest too. Her stunning blue eyes and pale skin made her seem delicate, but she sensed a strength in Emma that came from tragedy and hardship. Only someone who’d been through the same could recognize it.

Kia took note of Emma’s eye-roll and teased. “What? You don’t like this game, Emma?”

“I don’t know how you guys jump into bed with these aliens after knowing them for a handful of days.” She picked up a basket of fruits and started picking the stems. “It’s weird.”

“It’s love.”

“It’s Stockholm Syndrome,” Emma argued.

Chozo tilted his head. “What’s that?”

“It’s when the hostage falls in love with her captor,” Emma explains. “Or when a woman who’s been kidnapped by an alien who planned togive her off to his enemiesfalls head over heels for him.”

“Was she talking to me?” Sara pointed at her chest.

Kia snorted. “No, I think that was me.”

“It’ll be me.” Lilliana fluttered her eyelashes. “Whenever Tiegan opens his eyes and makes a move.”

Emma just scowled.

“I guess I’m in that camp too.” Simone raised her hand hesitantly.

Cheers broke out from Lilliana, Sara and Kia.

Emma frowned harder. “Look, we don’t have enough private rooms in this cabin for you and the aliens to keep pairing off.”

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