Chapitre 20: Chapter 20: Breed Strong Warriors

His hands spanned her waist and gripped briefly before moving down to gently trace her hipbones.

Dread slithered down her spine. "I - what're you doing?" she squeaked. What was it with him and his fascination with her hipbones?

Her body went into sensual orbit. On top of being called a breeder, it almost brought her to tears. Why did her stupid body react to him like this?

"You little warrior."

Natalie blinked. What did he mean by that? "You think I'm brave?" she asked, her voice sounding teary and pathetic, not at all like a warrior's.

"Very brave. Hit me with twig," he said, his voice so low and gravelly she could barely make out the words.

"It was a club - " She stopped herself. What was the point in arguing? She had to get him out of her tent and out of the cave long enough so that she could make it to the hidden entrance. Because snow or no snow, she wasn't waiting around to be turned into some kind of breeding machine for these aliens.

"Twig," he said.