“Where are you taking him?” Ghurva gave him a curious look—no one he’d ever met could give curious looks except Ghurva. Another sign he wasn’t like most Negudade.
“I’m bringing him.”
“No.”
Zenon bared his teeth. “Are you questioning me?”
“Captain.” Ghurva nodded, Zenon assumed to let him know Ghurva was aware of his status, but he kept on talking so it didn’t make a difference. “Our orders are ten females. No males.”
“I’m taking him for me. We have space and supplies for one more. I will have none of the females.”
Ghurva shook his head. Watching him made Zenon dizzy. Why couldn’t he be like normal people and tell him what he meant instead of using gestures?
“No, but—”
“Enough.” Zenon strode toward the ship while the female’s scream came closer and closer.
* * * *
Carlo saw the ship.
Every fiber in his body went on high alert. It was a small, round thing. AliensSpaceship