Gabe's Destiny (Alien Mates Book Three) by Serena Simpson

another tear slip down her face as she reached out to close the door. Gabe looked at her and shook his head no. With a quick smile she left the door open. What could it hurt?
    They walked again until they were no longer in her head; instead they were in a long wide canyon. It reminded her of the pictures she saw of the Grand Canyon. There was a huge bronze door in front of them. They had found the trials. Now all they needed was to get in.
    “I think this is it.”
    “The door looks like what Ry described to me.”
    “How do we get in?”
    “He said we wait until it decides to open for us.”
    “Don’t you hate it?”
    “Hate what?”
    “How everyone is making the rules for us.”
    He stopped looking at the door and turned to look at her. She was beautiful but she wasn’t his. He wanted to rage at a world that told him he needed to give her up. Yeah, he hated it, but what he would hate more was keeping her when all she wanted was to be free.
    “I’m more interested in doing what’s right than dwelling on the things I can’t change.”
    He walked up to the door about to place his hands on it.
    “Are you crazy? Do you want to die?”
    Gabe turned around to gasp at what he saw. The male looking back at him was obviously someone’s entitled rich kid. He was maybe twenty-five with aristocratic features and the best blue eyed contacts money could buy. His hair was a great dye job. The jeans the kid wore had to cost a couple of hundred. As far as that shirt, he had seen it on the rack once. It took one look at the price tag to make him walk out of the place for good.
    “What do you know of this door?”
    “I know if you touch it, your body will fly hundreds of feet into the air. On second thought, touch it. I don’t usually go for round women but she’s kind of cute. I could hit that.”
    A roar left Gabe’s mouth as he rounded on the rich kid.
    “I wouldn’t do that, I’m sturdier than I look.”
    “Don’t talk about Taya.”
    “Oh, she has a name? I usually just point and say you. Then, of course, they strip and ask me what I’m in the mood for. Well, I guess not every male can be as lucky as I am.”
    “Hey you.” He turned to look at Taya. “She really is kind of pretty. Do you like to use your mouth?” His hips swung out at her.
    “You bring it over here and I’ll use my mouth to bite it off.”
    “She has claws. If I were you I’d declaw her, maybe take all her teeth out before I got close to her.”
    Gabe walked over to Taya, placed her behind him, then he swung. This kid needed a lesson in manners and he was willing to teach it.
    “Oh look, the young pup wants to play.”
    The kid ducked his punch, went under his swing, and picked him up by the neck.
    “First rule—appearances can be deceiving. Just because it looks like a duck and quacks like one doesn’t really make it a duck.” The kid dropped him on his rear.
    “What’s your name?”
    “You can call me Voyager.” He flashed a smile looking older for a minute.
    “Voyager, how do we get in and why are you here?” Gabe asked, eyeing him.
    He hated him. It wasn’t his looks or even what he was wearing; it was the way Taya stopped when she saw him. The frozen look of pain on her face made him want to take this kid apart a piece at a time.
    “You get in when the trial says it’s ready for you. As far as why I’m here, I have nothing to do. My daddy has money, lots of it. There’s no need for me to work so I like to hang around looking for cute women.” He threw Taya several air kisses.
    “Are you sure you’re not interested in putting your mouth to work? I have it from several reliable sources that it’s the best time they ever had.”
    Gabe came at him again. Voyager raised a hand creating a wall that kept him on the other side. “You know your potential soul-bonded reminds me of someone.”
    “We’re not here to soul-bond.”
    “You do know these are the trials?”
    “We know, somehow we got temporarily paired up.