Free Raines, Elizabeth - Marooned [Wicked Missions 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elizabeth Raines

destroy me. Soon. Should he wish I be brought to justice on Fraiqua, he’ll spare me and signal the shaman to come and fetch me.”
    Drake put his hands on his hips and frowned. “Signal? How will he signal anyone? The thing can only roar.”
    “The same way he told of his arrival—he can communicate with the head shaman to make his wishes known.”
    Drake had heard enough. If there had been any doubt in his mind that he would stay by Betinsa’s side, it vanished at the thought of anything happening to her. He might be an ambassador, and he might have sworn to put the best interests of the United Continents ahead of all things, but that didn’t mean he’d surrendered all of who he was to his home planet. While his loyalty and his allegiance would always be to the U.C., he now realized his heart belonged to Betinsa. He gathered her into his arms and held her tight. “There’s no way in hell I’m leaving this moon without you.”
    Matt put his other hand possessively on Betinsa’s shoulder and stared Drake in the eye. Drake could read the agent’s mind as clearly as he could hear his own thoughts. They were both claiming this woman, and somehow that seemed like the most natural thing in the universe. Drake gave him a curt nod.
    “Neither of us is leaving Katenya if you’re not with us,” Matt said.
    “Um…hate to break up this little…party,” Hannah said with a chuckle. “But if you think no one but you three lovebirds has set foot on this…sacred planet, you’re crazy.”
    Betinsa turned to gape at Hannah. “What are you talking about? No one has been on Katenya—none but the Charhock may be on this sacred moon.”
    “Well, no one told the Dracorians that. ’Cause they’re hanging out about twenty kilometers from here.”
    Betinsa gasped. “Dracorians? No. No, you’re wrong. There can’t be… Here? You saw them here? ”
    “The yellow bastards had a camp. Saw it all when I flew in. Actually, Lincoln saw it. His vision’s fantastic.”
    “Did they see you?” Matt asked.
    “Nope. Flying stealth, looking for Indigo, and trying not to disturb the wildlife.”
    The ambassador in Drake asserted himself. “Dracorians? You’re sure?”
    “Fuckin’ positive,” Hannah replied. “Took every bit of my self-control not to launch a photon grenade or two at ’em. Didn’t figure I’d be paying Betinsa back if I bombed my way to her rescue.”
    He was having a hard time believing it because the ramifications were mind-numbing. Millions of souls had died in the wars. Should the fighting begin again, millions more would perish. “They’re the ones who committed most of the war crimes against the Fraiquans. The United Continents has condemned their government. One of the reasons I was heading to Fraiqua was to bring back a terrorist who conspired with the Dracorians to attack Earth.”
    Drake swung his head around to Matt’s growl. For the first time since he met Matt Newton, Drake saw the Earth Bureau of Investigation agent he’d heard so much about—the one who methodically brought down anyone he was sent to capture. Gears were turning in the man’s head, and an angry flush rose on his cheeks. “Then what the fuck are they doing on this moon?” Matt asked. “And what the fuck are we going to do about it?”

Chapter 7

    Sleeping was impossible. Matt tossed and turned, his mind unable to turn off the tumbling, troubling thoughts. Dracorians. On Katenya . There was only one reason he could figure for why they would have the audacity to land here—they were planning a new attack on Fraiqua. Soon.
    And he was damned well going to stop it!
    Matt had always believed everything happened for a reason. It was no coincidence that they’d crashed on this moon. He and Betinsa were here to do their job. Catching terrorists. Having the help of an ambassador and a bounty hunter would only make their task easier.
    A noise drew his gaze to Hannah, the first to get to her feet as she stood and stretched her