Free Sweet Alien Savage (Zerconian Warriors Book 4) by Sadie Carter Page B

bed.”
    Koran nodded. “It is not necessary that Mila stay. She is pale and obviously exhausted. She should go to bed.”
    “Hey! You’re not my boss, buddy.” She slapped his arm as she moved past him and sat back on the sofa.
    Aline stood straight. “Commander Al’a, this will not take long. The Zazarn are very upset by what has occurred, as are my own people. I am afraid I can no longer offer hospitality to you and your men. Please prepare yourselves to leave within the next twenty-four hours.”
    Mila gaped at Aline.
    Koran crossed his arms over his chest. “You cannot expect us to leave. What about Darac?”
    “Your warrior will remain here to face justice.”
    “I will not leave him,” Koran glared at Aline. “We must be allowed to clear his name.”
    “There is nothing to clear if he is guilty.”
    “Yes, but innocent until proven guilty,” Mila stated. “You’re not judge, jury, and executioner, Aline.”
    Her sister glared at her but Mila stood her ground.
    “I allowed you to come here and conduct your investigations because I wanted to build a relationship between our two planets and this is how you treat my good will? By bringing a killer here?”
    “Aline!” Mila said sharply.
    “The Zazarn are upset. If I allow you and your men to stay it may only upset them more.”
    She could be correct, but Mila knew Koran wasn’t going to budge. This could end up creating huge issues between Earth and Zerconia if it wasn’t handled properly.
    “Aline, why don’t you give Koran time to investigate Sally’s murder. If he can’t find the murderer within, say, a week, then he and his men will eave.”
    Koran opened his mouth and she held up her hand to quiet him. “Let me handle this, Koran.”
    She ignored his look of shock.
    “Aline, think about it. What if Darac didn’t murder Sally? That means you still have a killer on the loose. If they strike again, then the Zazarn are definitely going to ask us to leave. Then where will we be?”
    Aline’s gaze grew thoughtful as she took another sip of scotch. “So what is your suggestion? I can’t let him run around asking questions. No one will talk to him anyway and how can I trust that he won’t frame someone else to save his own man?”
    “I would not do that!” Koran’s voice was filled with outrage.
    “I’ll help him,” Mila told her. Jesus, what was she saying? It was like her mouth had disconnected from her brain.
    “I don’t know,” Aline said slowly.
    “I do. It is not happening,” Koran stated.
    She frowned at him. “People will talk to me, Aline. It makes sense. I want to know who killed Sally and I will make sure the investigation is conducted honestly.”
    “Of course, it will be done honestly! You both insult me.”
    “Oh, shh, Koran.”
    “Did you just shh me?”
    She glanced over at him. “Yes, I did. Too bad you don’t seem to understand what shh means.”
    He frowned down at her, and she swallowed heavily when faced with all that anger even as her body tingled, longing to feel his touch. Why was she attracted to such an arrogant, temperamental male?
    “What do you say, Aline?” she asked.
    “Should you not ask me what I think?” Koran asked.
    Aline was silent for a long moment. “If this Darac didn’t kill Sally then we need to know who did. You have one week. But the other Zerconians stay in their quarters. I don’t want them upsetting anyone. Mila, do you wish to have a guard?”
    She shook her head. “I’ll be safe with Koran. You know that.” Mila couldn’t understand why Aline was being so hardheaded about this. Yes, the Zazarn were upset, but they could be reassured. And wasn’t the plan to get Koran on their side so that he’d put in a good word for her with the ruling Zerconian family?
    “I do not wish to have Mila accompany me. It is too dangerous.”
    Mila turned to Koran with an exasperated sigh. “I’m trying to help you out here, big guy, you wanna work with me?”
    “It is not safe. You