answered.
He just had to be the biggest, meanest-looking one. “Before you do anything stupid, Your Royal Stickiness, you should know we rescued Woo’s kids from a Kotsor nest and kept Tae from being eaten by Buddy, Fatso’s pet Kotsor.”
Tae hissed, “Shut up.”
I flinched as Datlow’s telepathic rage at Tae slammed into my mind. “You’re a month away from giving birth, and you allowed yourself to be captured by the fat one? Have you lost all sense?”
I gave myself a mental head smack. That did explain Tae’s bulging tummy. “Why didn’t you tell me you are pregnant?”
“It wasn’t necessary,” Tae snapped.
That hurt. I thought we were friends.
Datlow advanced on Tae. “Do you not remember the first law?”
“I had no choice. You refused to send warriors to look for Woo and her children.”
“The first law states that all pregnant females must remain in their nests until the babies are hatched. Punishment is mandatory and must be carried out immediately.”
Oh, hell no. I shoved the laser rifle in his face. “You lay a finger…uh…fang on Tae, and I will kill you.”
Splat! Webbing yanked the rifle out of my hand. Before I could react, forty pounds of pissed-off Tabor slammed into my chest, knocking me flat. “Hey!”
Black fangs erupted from Datlow’s mouth as he went for my neck. I quickly jabbed him in the belly with my knife. “Bite me, and I’ll gut you.”
“You dare to threaten me, female?”
Shit. He was as bad as Talree. “Yeah, I do.” I poked him with the knife. “I won’t let you hurt Tae or my kids. Got it?”
“You think you can stop me?” Goo splattered my right hand, gluing it to my left breast and effectively disabling me.
“Let her go,” Tae shouted angrily.
“The female needs to be taught a lesson.”
A growl rumbled in Talree’s chest as he strained to free himself. “Use your fucking critter control.”
“Sorry. Wasn’t thinking.” And where was that language coming from?
“Obviously,” Talree snipped.
I reached out with my mind and commanded Datlow. “Get off me.”
“No.” Datlow scraped his fangs across my neck. “I’m not feebleminded like your male.”
“Be careful who you insult. Talree’s a Coletti Warlord, and his dad’s the Overlord of the clan.”
“I do not fear them,” Datlow countered.
I really hated alpha males. “Talree can kill you with a thought.”
“If he could, I’d already be dead.”
Good point. “Why haven’t you killed him?”
“The beast is gaining control.” Stress lined Talree’s face.
Crap. “Do you want Tae and the kids to die along with all your warriors?”
“That will not happen.”
Two of Datlow’s warriors crawled up Talree’s legs.
“Not hurt friends,” the kids cried, attacking Datlow.
Datlow reared back in surprise and webbed them to the deck.
Tae jumped on my Talree’s head. “Stop! This male killed fifty trappers.”
“You saw this?” Datlow’s disbelief was obvious.
“You calling her a liar?” I shoved the images of the bodies into his head.
Reluctantly, Datlow admitted, “We did see the explosion.”
“Well, call me Skippy. Did you just admit you were wrong?”
Datlow ignored me. “I will allow you to live.”
“You have our most humble gratitude, but if you hurt Tae, you’re one dead eight-legged freak.”
Talree surged into my mind. “Stop antagonizing him, Kaylee. She’s his mate.”
“And I’m a cop. It’s my job to protect Tae from an abusive asshole.”
“Your mate needs to be taught the proper respect for males,” Datlow stated.
“I have found that human females do not respond well to threats,” Talree commented.
“Tabor females are the same. She is stubborn like my Tae.” There was a touch of humor in Datlow’s voice.
“Very stubborn,” Talree added with a long-suffering sigh. “And she’s a warrior.”
“As is Tae. We should discuss training techniques.”
Tae hissed at Datlow, exposing her fangs. “Try
He just had to be the biggest, meanest-looking one. “Before you do anything stupid, Your Royal Stickiness, you should know we rescued Woo’s kids from a Kotsor nest and kept Tae from being eaten by Buddy, Fatso’s pet Kotsor.”
Tae hissed, “Shut up.”
I flinched as Datlow’s telepathic rage at Tae slammed into my mind. “You’re a month away from giving birth, and you allowed yourself to be captured by the fat one? Have you lost all sense?”
I gave myself a mental head smack. That did explain Tae’s bulging tummy. “Why didn’t you tell me you are pregnant?”
“It wasn’t necessary,” Tae snapped.
That hurt. I thought we were friends.
Datlow advanced on Tae. “Do you not remember the first law?”
“I had no choice. You refused to send warriors to look for Woo and her children.”
“The first law states that all pregnant females must remain in their nests until the babies are hatched. Punishment is mandatory and must be carried out immediately.”
Oh, hell no. I shoved the laser rifle in his face. “You lay a finger…uh…fang on Tae, and I will kill you.”
Splat! Webbing yanked the rifle out of my hand. Before I could react, forty pounds of pissed-off Tabor slammed into my chest, knocking me flat. “Hey!”
Black fangs erupted from Datlow’s mouth as he went for my neck. I quickly jabbed him in the belly with my knife. “Bite me, and I’ll gut you.”
“You dare to threaten me, female?”
Shit. He was as bad as Talree. “Yeah, I do.” I poked him with the knife. “I won’t let you hurt Tae or my kids. Got it?”
“You think you can stop me?” Goo splattered my right hand, gluing it to my left breast and effectively disabling me.
“Let her go,” Tae shouted angrily.
“The female needs to be taught a lesson.”
A growl rumbled in Talree’s chest as he strained to free himself. “Use your fucking critter control.”
“Sorry. Wasn’t thinking.” And where was that language coming from?
“Obviously,” Talree snipped.
I reached out with my mind and commanded Datlow. “Get off me.”
“No.” Datlow scraped his fangs across my neck. “I’m not feebleminded like your male.”
“Be careful who you insult. Talree’s a Coletti Warlord, and his dad’s the Overlord of the clan.”
“I do not fear them,” Datlow countered.
I really hated alpha males. “Talree can kill you with a thought.”
“If he could, I’d already be dead.”
Good point. “Why haven’t you killed him?”
“The beast is gaining control.” Stress lined Talree’s face.
Crap. “Do you want Tae and the kids to die along with all your warriors?”
“That will not happen.”
Two of Datlow’s warriors crawled up Talree’s legs.
“Not hurt friends,” the kids cried, attacking Datlow.
Datlow reared back in surprise and webbed them to the deck.
Tae jumped on my Talree’s head. “Stop! This male killed fifty trappers.”
“You saw this?” Datlow’s disbelief was obvious.
“You calling her a liar?” I shoved the images of the bodies into his head.
Reluctantly, Datlow admitted, “We did see the explosion.”
“Well, call me Skippy. Did you just admit you were wrong?”
Datlow ignored me. “I will allow you to live.”
“You have our most humble gratitude, but if you hurt Tae, you’re one dead eight-legged freak.”
Talree surged into my mind. “Stop antagonizing him, Kaylee. She’s his mate.”
“And I’m a cop. It’s my job to protect Tae from an abusive asshole.”
“Your mate needs to be taught the proper respect for males,” Datlow stated.
“I have found that human females do not respond well to threats,” Talree commented.
“Tabor females are the same. She is stubborn like my Tae.” There was a touch of humor in Datlow’s voice.
“Very stubborn,” Talree added with a long-suffering sigh. “And she’s a warrior.”
“As is Tae. We should discuss training techniques.”
Tae hissed at Datlow, exposing her fangs. “Try
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