Harden My Heart (Club Release 3) Science Fiction Abduction Romance by Pixie Moon Page A
Authors: Pixie Moon
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They are a badass team.
My foolish heart longs to be a part of their team forever. Even if it’s only filling their glasses so they can practice longer. I want to be part of this world, their world, Tairin’s world. An awful ache spears through my chest. My heart longs for Tairin’s love. A foolish longing, that one.
A blur of tan, low to the ground, catches my attention. The guys yell and Din Tairin doges just in time to avoid something hitting him. What was it? And what is that creature? From the guys reaction it is something dangerous.
I’m glad Din Tairin is able to dodge so well. The twins seem to have an uncanny sense of movement around them before it even happens. Looks like that ability just saved my lover. My heart seizes at the thought of Tairin getting killed. Pain shoots through my chest. I can’t do that again. I have to harden my dumbass heart.
Life is too uncertain to get attached to anyone. My gaze drifts over Tairin. If I can just make myself believe that, I’ll be all right.
The guys are talking fast as they surround the slender creature. I openly stare at them. Why are they so concerned about the small bundle of fur? It’s funny to watch such tall stout men get so stirred up over a two foot tall fluffy animal.
“Yeah, why is that?” I ask one of the green camleons that is chattering up a storm right in my face. The bird’s unibrow is going up and down and the tuffs of hair on its head are bobbing more than usual. “What is it?” The bird flaps its wings and flies high over the guys heads.
Din Tairin calls me over. What the hell? I look up and see that all five of the camleons are chirping and watching the guys. Something is up. I cautiously move over to Din Tairin.
He has the slender tan creature in his hands. It is squirming and hissing. “I don’t think it likes you holding it.”
I hear a chuckle come from one of the guys.
“It doesn’t,” my lover agrees. “This is a dagstab. Stay far away from them. When they feel threatened or get startled they shoot poisonous quills from their tail.”
Fuck. “That’s what you dodged? Poisonous quills.”
“Yes, seema. They usually don’t kill zaphinians but the poison does make us very sick. With your skin being so soft, you’d get a full dose of poison.”
I look closely at the creature. It looks a little like a ferret. I think of the quills and shiver. The dagstab’s tail is about two feet long. I’ll have to remember to avoid it like the plague.
One of the camleons flies over my head and chatters loudly. Fear for my friend has me pointing to the birdhouse. To my relief the bird actually does fly home.
“How come it’s not shooting more quills?”
“Because it can’t. It used them all up when it tried to get me and then Din Dax when we surrounded it. Now it’ll be half a day before new quills have grown in enough to make it dangerous again.” I watch Din Tairin walk a little ways into the lush jungle and release the dagstab. A blur of tan shoots through the undergrowth and is gone in a heartbeat.
Blue and green surround me. Four of the camleons living in our birdhouse are flying wildly around me. The tuffs of hair on their heads is dancing wildly as they chirp and chatter like crazy. They seem to be trying to tell me something.
“What’s got you guys all riled up?”
“The dagstab,” Din Ryk says.
“Why?”
Din Tairin looks at our birds and then back at me. “Because dagstabs eat camleons.”
“Backflipping fuck.” A camleon flies over and lands on my shoulder. I ruffle the hair on its head. I can barely contain myself. My friends need me. I turn narrowed eyes on Din Tairin. “Why didn’t you kill it?”
The camleon chatters something toward Din Tairin and flies off.
My pulse kicks up and my hands tremble. “Did you just murder my friends? Is that little bastard coming back tonight to kill them
They are a badass team.
My foolish heart longs to be a part of their team forever. Even if it’s only filling their glasses so they can practice longer. I want to be part of this world, their world, Tairin’s world. An awful ache spears through my chest. My heart longs for Tairin’s love. A foolish longing, that one.
A blur of tan, low to the ground, catches my attention. The guys yell and Din Tairin doges just in time to avoid something hitting him. What was it? And what is that creature? From the guys reaction it is something dangerous.
I’m glad Din Tairin is able to dodge so well. The twins seem to have an uncanny sense of movement around them before it even happens. Looks like that ability just saved my lover. My heart seizes at the thought of Tairin getting killed. Pain shoots through my chest. I can’t do that again. I have to harden my dumbass heart.
Life is too uncertain to get attached to anyone. My gaze drifts over Tairin. If I can just make myself believe that, I’ll be all right.
The guys are talking fast as they surround the slender creature. I openly stare at them. Why are they so concerned about the small bundle of fur? It’s funny to watch such tall stout men get so stirred up over a two foot tall fluffy animal.
“Yeah, why is that?” I ask one of the green camleons that is chattering up a storm right in my face. The bird’s unibrow is going up and down and the tuffs of hair on its head are bobbing more than usual. “What is it?” The bird flaps its wings and flies high over the guys heads.
Din Tairin calls me over. What the hell? I look up and see that all five of the camleons are chirping and watching the guys. Something is up. I cautiously move over to Din Tairin.
He has the slender tan creature in his hands. It is squirming and hissing. “I don’t think it likes you holding it.”
I hear a chuckle come from one of the guys.
“It doesn’t,” my lover agrees. “This is a dagstab. Stay far away from them. When they feel threatened or get startled they shoot poisonous quills from their tail.”
Fuck. “That’s what you dodged? Poisonous quills.”
“Yes, seema. They usually don’t kill zaphinians but the poison does make us very sick. With your skin being so soft, you’d get a full dose of poison.”
I look closely at the creature. It looks a little like a ferret. I think of the quills and shiver. The dagstab’s tail is about two feet long. I’ll have to remember to avoid it like the plague.
One of the camleons flies over my head and chatters loudly. Fear for my friend has me pointing to the birdhouse. To my relief the bird actually does fly home.
“How come it’s not shooting more quills?”
“Because it can’t. It used them all up when it tried to get me and then Din Dax when we surrounded it. Now it’ll be half a day before new quills have grown in enough to make it dangerous again.” I watch Din Tairin walk a little ways into the lush jungle and release the dagstab. A blur of tan shoots through the undergrowth and is gone in a heartbeat.
Blue and green surround me. Four of the camleons living in our birdhouse are flying wildly around me. The tuffs of hair on their heads is dancing wildly as they chirp and chatter like crazy. They seem to be trying to tell me something.
“What’s got you guys all riled up?”
“The dagstab,” Din Ryk says.
“Why?”
Din Tairin looks at our birds and then back at me. “Because dagstabs eat camleons.”
“Backflipping fuck.” A camleon flies over and lands on my shoulder. I ruffle the hair on its head. I can barely contain myself. My friends need me. I turn narrowed eyes on Din Tairin. “Why didn’t you kill it?”
The camleon chatters something toward Din Tairin and flies off.
My pulse kicks up and my hands tremble. “Did you just murder my friends? Is that little bastard coming back tonight to kill them
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