Defying The Alliance (Novokin Alliance Invasion 1) by Bobbi Ross Page A

Prime Minister recorded from cams hidden all over the ship. Based on what we found, we think we may have a possible solution for you.”
    “Go ahead Commander, I’m all ears.”
    “Remember Julie?” he asked.
    “Of course I do.” Julie was the slave girl with the firey red hair whose defiance of her captors led us to liberating the slave caravan on Deep Proteus space station 5.
    “She came up with a way that might help us. Everyone still on board here thinks it’s worth the effort.”
    “What do you think Jaxx?”
    “The clock is ticking Captain, and the longer we wait the greater the chance we’ll get caught out here with our proverbial pants down. I’d say give her a chance.”
    He sounds like a Terran these days. He’s been hanging out with me way too much.
    “Ok, let's hear it."
    "No can do Captain, not with the possibility of ears listening. It would destroy the surprise. I'll send what I can to your data pad, but I think you'll want to see this firsthand."
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    I wasn't clear on what exactly they had planned, but Jaxx seemed so confident Julie could make the prime minister talk without resorting to physical abuse, I had to let her try.
    When she arrived, I had to ask myself if this would really work. She was a little slip of a thing, and she looked way too young to have the ability to pry information out of a box of crackers, let alone a person.
    The crew had taken to her quickly, and in the last two days she had familiarized herself with nearly every working aspect of the ship. Anya had been quite impressed by the girl’s quick intellect and eagerness to work, and that was some high praise coming from my engineer. Sure, Julie's adaptability and resilience might be impressive, but this seemed a bit out of her league.
    Upon entering the prime minister’s broken apartment, which we had temporarily converted into a makeshift holding cell, she made a beeline for Trex. She leaned up to him and whispered something into his ear. I felt a small pang of jealousy rise up in me, threatening to lash out. I had to beat it down with a stick.
    I had no reason to be jealous, he wasn’t mine, we weren't attached. He could be with anyone he wanted. It's not as though he clearly expressed an interest in me. One moment he sends me soaring with a single kiss in the midst of a plasma firefight, the next he's cold and distant. Males. Anyway, it was fortunate that he distanced himself when he did. Such close proximity to him and without the bother of prying eyes, I’m not sure I could’ve resisted. Opening his heart to me like he did though, sharing his past, freed something deep inside me. I wanted to hold him, feel the warmth of his body pressed against mine, his strong muscles coiling around mine. I wanted to be with him. To whisper his pain away...
    Of course, all that after a quick lesson in humility. It was obvious his profound sense of superiority relating to his military experience and tactical training had him staring down his nose at this Protectorate Captain's ability. Well, we'll see about that, you barbarian.
    I watched as his sexy, massive figure strode across the room in swift, powerful steps reminiscent of a golden Arpalothian Jaguar on the hunt. Meow! He followed Julie over to where the prime minister and several of his goons were tied up. She nodded at a tall blonde haired man with a swimmer's build and Trex dragged him into his feet. He stood behind the blonde man, grabbing him by the arm with one hand and pulling his hair back with the other, forcing the goon to look at the little red haired girl. I guess the show was about to begin.
    She stood about a foot away from the sneering blonde man and leaned close leveling her eyes with his. "I'm not sure if you know who I am, or moreover what I am. I may look like you, but I'm not. I was born gifted with a power, a long time ago in a galaxy far far away. With this power I can read images directly from your mind and I can tell if you're lying to me or not," her