brought along and they were moving back and forth, restlessly, in a cage. Then something dawned on me and I laughed quietly. So these were Tarzan and Jane - two cats. They looked a little small and delicate compared with my tiger, but Keela seemed to be very pleased to see the cats. My attention returned to Susan. Her dark brown locks fell, tousled, over her shoulders and she was just pushing a strand behind one of her small, sweet ears. She was laughing about something. I had long since zoned out of the conversations around me: too much confusion and the only thing that I was interested in was this beautiful Earth female - my mate.
The peace treaty was signed, but all that I could think about was Susan. Tomorrow I would return to my castle and I wanted Susan to come with me. But how was I to manage that? Up to now she had given me the cold shoulder. She was standing by the fire with a glass of tajaka , talking with some females who had also come on the Cordelia . The fire created a gentle shimmer on her skin and her eyes shone as she laughed about something that one of the females had said. She still wore her hair loose and I wanted to bury my hands in those locks. When she was close enough for me to breathe in her scent, I immediately grew hard. She smelt of temptation itself. My tiger became restless in her proximity, too, and I had difficulty keeping him in check. The Earth females had been told that we were shape shifters, but I did not want to risk shape shifting here. When I showed my mate my alter ego, I wanted to be alone with her.
“You’ve got your eye on the little one, have you?” I heard a deep voice beside me.
I turned to look at the Carthian general. He was a giant of a male, even by our standards here on Karrx7. Unlike most of the males here he did not wear his hair long, but cropped short and spiky. Kordan was a master in remaining expressionless. Many thought him cold-hearted, but I suspected that he simply masked his feelings. He could not be all that cold if he had been able to conquer a female like Lory.
“Yes,” I responded only vaguely, looking back at Susan.
“She won’t yield to you voluntarily,” Kordan said quietly.
“Really? And what does the general suggest?”
“Lory was also a difficult case like this one. There are females who can’t be won over with beautiful words and gifts. Some females have to be forced a little.”
“Are you suggesting that I rape her?” I asked, glaring at the general. His expression did not change, then he looked towards the fire, to Lory, who was standing with the queen.
“No,” he said. “Then she would hate you. But you could abduct her and then persuade her to yield to you. I consider you to be a male who is capable of taming such a wild little cat. But you have to have her on your territory. She’ll never listen to you here.”
I took in Kordan’s advice. He was right. Susan would never go with me voluntarily and the chances of winning her, if she stayed here, were zero. But I had to go back because I had a lot of duties. I did not want to leave my brother, for too long, with the reins in his hand. It might occur to him to take my place forever. I had to leave the next day and if I wanted Susan to be with me, then I would probably do what Kordan had suggested.
“Yes, you’re right,” I said at last. “Tomorrow I’ll take her with me, whether she wants to come or not.”
“Tomorrow? When all eyes are upon you? I’d suggest that you abduct her tonight.”
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, because I was wondering what the general hoped to gain by helping me. Was it a trap to see whether I was worthy of peace?”
“Because I know from my own experience how important it is to conquer one’s mate,” he answered quietly.
We looked at one another. It was unnerving, looking a male in the eye and not being able to read a hint of emotion in his expression. He must be a difficult opponent: not only because of his massive
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