Defying The Alliance (Novokin Alliance Invasion 1) by Bobbi Ross Page B
Authors: Bobbi Ross
Tags: Fiction, adventure, Romance, Fantasy, Contemporary, Paranormal, Adult, Action, SciFi, Alien, Erotic, Alpha, Galactic Empire, invasion, captain, outlaw, Forever Love, galaxy, Cliffhanger, Warbird Razor, Fugitive, Deep Proteus, Space Station, Barbarian Alien, Alien Commander, Pregnant Male, Novokin, Alliance, Enslaving, Protectorate, Crew Lives
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strong voice reverberated throughout the room, a hard look frozen on her pretty, delicate face.
He scoffed at this.
Julie responded by rushing the man. She ended up nose to nose with him, her slender fingers splayed and grasped both sides of the blonde man's face, from temples to cheeks. Her eyes rolled around in their sockets, going nearly completely white at times. The muscles in her arms were straining, and I watched in awe, waiting to see what she’d do next. I wasn't alone. So when she leaned in to whisper into the man's ear, everyone in the room strained to listen. "If you tell the truth, this mind meld will be painless and easy. However, if you attempt to hide the truth from me..., well, let's just say, it's been described as agonizing."
No way. Could she really do that? Jaxx had assured me that no physical harm would befall our hostages. The deadly serious look in her eye and the maniacal tinge to her voice… Let's just say I was impressed, and worried.
Julie began pulling out pieces of his past, seemingly right from his mind. The other bound guards gaped at her ability and her accuracy. Sometimes she had questions, and other times she just looked at the man and recounted images and stories from his past. Randall, as we learn the man was named, was an open book to her. Her ability was uncanny. Even the prime minister was starting to squirm in his pink frillies. Then her questions intensified.
"I wanted to thank you Randall, up until now you've been honest with me – to a point." She whirled, and approached him slow and deliberate. All in witness could see beads of sweat forming in his hairline as she moved closer. He tried to turn away from her but Trex forced his head back in her direction. When he dropped his eyes to the ground, Julie moved up close to the man, resting a gentle hand in the blonde man's shoulder. The room went silent enough to hear the faint background crackle of the open comms system. She whispered softly into his ear.
"It's okay, you can tell me, you're safe here with me." The lilt of her voice almost a song against the man's whimpering.
His shoulders bounced up and down uncontrollably as he tried to bite back his sobs. She stroked his face with the back of her hand as would a mother to comfort a small child. Even with Trex holding his head, the man fought to shake it back and forth.
"No! Don't make me… please," he begged.
What was she doing to him? Wait, was Trex using his power? I specifically told him no torture. I can't believe Jaxx would be okay with this? I was about to call this off, when the soft song of Julie's voice worked to soothe the soul of the blonde man they were interrogating.
"Shhhsss, it's okay, it's okay Randall. I'll do it for you, there's no need to hurt." Patting him once more on the cheek, Julie rose and walked towards the remaining prisoners. They all scuttled away from her, including the prime minister who seemed to be a natural at scuttling, except for one. A tall, well-built dark skinned man waited in the now semicircle of prisoners, with his head down and tears staining his face.
Julie held out a hand to the dark man, which he took without further prompting. She then guided him over to the blonde man she had interrogated, now on his knees and weeping uncontrollably. She stopped in front of Randall and held out her hand for his. Slowly, as if afraid her touch would burn, he tentatively reached his hand out to her also. She brought their hands together and clasped them in hers. She smiled warmly before directing the darker man, "Go to him."
The two men embraced each other, the darker man kissing away sobs of the now quivering Randall. They gripped onto one another as if not doing so would be akin to not breathing.
Murmurs of, "I never knew," and "she must be a witch," could be heard from the remaining prisoners. Some beamed with pride at the two men, others like the prime minister grimaced with disgust, but all paled when they realized Julie had turned
He scoffed at this.
Julie responded by rushing the man. She ended up nose to nose with him, her slender fingers splayed and grasped both sides of the blonde man's face, from temples to cheeks. Her eyes rolled around in their sockets, going nearly completely white at times. The muscles in her arms were straining, and I watched in awe, waiting to see what she’d do next. I wasn't alone. So when she leaned in to whisper into the man's ear, everyone in the room strained to listen. "If you tell the truth, this mind meld will be painless and easy. However, if you attempt to hide the truth from me..., well, let's just say, it's been described as agonizing."
No way. Could she really do that? Jaxx had assured me that no physical harm would befall our hostages. The deadly serious look in her eye and the maniacal tinge to her voice… Let's just say I was impressed, and worried.
Julie began pulling out pieces of his past, seemingly right from his mind. The other bound guards gaped at her ability and her accuracy. Sometimes she had questions, and other times she just looked at the man and recounted images and stories from his past. Randall, as we learn the man was named, was an open book to her. Her ability was uncanny. Even the prime minister was starting to squirm in his pink frillies. Then her questions intensified.
"I wanted to thank you Randall, up until now you've been honest with me – to a point." She whirled, and approached him slow and deliberate. All in witness could see beads of sweat forming in his hairline as she moved closer. He tried to turn away from her but Trex forced his head back in her direction. When he dropped his eyes to the ground, Julie moved up close to the man, resting a gentle hand in the blonde man's shoulder. The room went silent enough to hear the faint background crackle of the open comms system. She whispered softly into his ear.
"It's okay, you can tell me, you're safe here with me." The lilt of her voice almost a song against the man's whimpering.
His shoulders bounced up and down uncontrollably as he tried to bite back his sobs. She stroked his face with the back of her hand as would a mother to comfort a small child. Even with Trex holding his head, the man fought to shake it back and forth.
"No! Don't make me… please," he begged.
What was she doing to him? Wait, was Trex using his power? I specifically told him no torture. I can't believe Jaxx would be okay with this? I was about to call this off, when the soft song of Julie's voice worked to soothe the soul of the blonde man they were interrogating.
"Shhhsss, it's okay, it's okay Randall. I'll do it for you, there's no need to hurt." Patting him once more on the cheek, Julie rose and walked towards the remaining prisoners. They all scuttled away from her, including the prime minister who seemed to be a natural at scuttling, except for one. A tall, well-built dark skinned man waited in the now semicircle of prisoners, with his head down and tears staining his face.
Julie held out a hand to the dark man, which he took without further prompting. She then guided him over to the blonde man she had interrogated, now on his knees and weeping uncontrollably. She stopped in front of Randall and held out her hand for his. Slowly, as if afraid her touch would burn, he tentatively reached his hand out to her also. She brought their hands together and clasped them in hers. She smiled warmly before directing the darker man, "Go to him."
The two men embraced each other, the darker man kissing away sobs of the now quivering Randall. They gripped onto one another as if not doing so would be akin to not breathing.
Murmurs of, "I never knew," and "she must be a witch," could be heard from the remaining prisoners. Some beamed with pride at the two men, others like the prime minister grimaced with disgust, but all paled when they realized Julie had turned
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