Free Guardian [New World Book 6] by C. L. Scholey Page A

harden. He wanted to be on top of her, in her, surrounding her. He wanted his mouth crushed to hers, his hands on her beautiful breasts. Roam controlled a sexually frustrated groan.
    Damn she makes me hot.
    “I’m hoping she comes to trust me as she does you,” Roam said which was true, except it went further than that. “I don’t want her to be afraid to return to Bagron with us. I’m also hoping she can be reunited with her sister.”
    “Cobra will really welcome my family?”
    “Yes. We all will. He will be watching the situation on the planet, I have no worry the ship will come before the water reaches the cave. Others such as me have warrior mates still on Bagron. We are emotionally connected, I’m certain Slay has relayed my concern to Cobra already. I doubt Cobra will wait until must is over. He would never risk his warriors’ lives.
    “I’ve watched you over the last week—no doubt as you’ve watched me. You’re an honorable warrior, Taz. You will be an asset to Cobra’s warriors. Macey is a strong woman, sweet. I’m happy for you both now that you’re expecting. I’m a little concerned about the weather you say is coming that will keep us confined. We both know it won’t matter to me, and I’ll share my generator with you when you need it. But Macey’s going to keep knocking me on my ass when I get close.
    “Someone’s bound to get suspicious when I go flying into a cave wall for say, the hundredth time. Damn, but she’s got one brutal baby shield.”
    Taz chuckled before turning serious. “Is there any way to get the baby to let you close? I’m still new to this father business. We never had this trouble with Ally; then again, all were females.”
    “I don’t know. Slay, my warrior mate has a daughter. I was allowed near his mate while she carried, but the babe sensed her father’s relationship to me. Our blood flows together.”
    “Maybe if we took Macey out into the jungle and introduced you to the baby.”
    “Trust me, your kid knows I’m around,” Roam said wryly. “He sent me flying this morning when all I tried to do was help Macey carry in some water. Damn, he’s got a good pitch. Great aim too—at least the gator thought so, I damned near ended up in its mouth. Which, by the way, isn’t so amusing when my shield isn’t up. Gators are decidedly less cuddly when exposed to flesh. It’s a good thing only Macey was around. Having part of my armor come up to shield my ass would have been a dead giveaway.”
    “Let’s try and get my little warrior to trust you. Otherwise, I foresee a very long rainy season. You might want to invest in a helmet.”
    It took the warriors very little time to catch a marsh deer. Roam watched as Taz dispatched it as mercifully as he could. Roam grimaced. He didn’t like to kill, but it was a necessary evil. The humans had to eat. If it were just Roam, he would have kept the pretty little creature to take to Bagron.
    “I can sense you are not happy with the kill,” Taz said and frowned.
    “I can scent you are.”
    “I’ve been providing my family with food for a long time. They eat or they starve. In the beginning, when the storms were at their worst, it was difficult to get my shield to generate. There were times I hunted without its aid. Very primitive. Times when I needed to tap into my genetic primitive memories, from before Tonans and Castians split. My emotions were all scrambled for a while. I had to literally shrug myself out of the emotion. Poor Macey got the brunt end once.”
    Roam might have been appalled but Taz was smiling. “What did you do to her?”
    “ With her is more the question.” Taz winked at him. “When you get yourself a mate you might want to explore those memories at least once. You have them, it’s in our Castian past.”
    Roam could scent Taz’s emotion. They were almost at the cave. Roam had a brief image of a couple mating wildly in a shelter. The male Castian warrior was all over the female. She