Surrender to the Cyborgs. Grace Goodwin

moved then, one hand running up and down her back, the other, wrapped around her arm, as if she needed help to stand.

      “What’s going on?” she asked, her voice shaky.

      “Warden Egara sent for us,” Maxim said. “You are in danger.”

      “What? What are you talking about?” Rachel held up her hand and stepped back. While I knew Maxim could keep her from moving, he allowed her retreat. She wasn’t going anywhere without us ever again.

      “May I speak?” Warden Egara asked.

      Maxim stepped back and our mate drew in a deep, shuddering breath and rubbed at her temples.

      “Please, Warden.” Maxim bowed his head to the female who held one of the most respected titles in the Fleet. No one wanted to offend a Warden, not when their work meant we had a chance at a matched mate. At life after the Hive war.

      Warden Egara didn’t hold back, and her voice was brisk. “Rachel, your lawyer received word that someone has sanctioned a hit on you.”

      A hit was an Earth term for murder. The idea didn’t sit well and I clenched my hands into fists. The would-be murderer was in prison, far from here, but I wanted to go back and track that human down and end their life for even considering harming Rachel.

      “A hit? I don’t understand!” She ran her hand over her dark hair and I could see her agitation. I wanted to soothe her, but I knew nothing I did, nor Maxim for that matter, would work. Not yet. Once our collar was about her neck, we’d be able to calm her, to soothe her with our own feelings.

      “John called me. The judge denied his petition to keep you isolated,” Warden Egara told her. Her matter-of-fact tone was working on Rachel. While she wasn’t calming down, her anxiety and anger wasn’t escalating either. “You will be moved to the general population in three days.”

      “So?” Rachel asked.

      “So, whomever framed you for your crimes doesn’t want you to have your day in court. You won’t live to present the evidence at your appeal.”

      Rachel’s mouth fell open and she stared at the warden.

      “What you uncovered was dangerous to many. Keeping you alive only increases the chance for the truth to come out.”

      “I gave the truth to my lawyer.”

      The warden nodded. “Yes, he told me. He will continue to work your case, to seek justice, but that struggle would become unnecessary if you were dead.”

      Maxim growled and pushed Rachel behind him. Warden Egara held up her hands. “I am not threatening her, just stating facts.”

      Rage boiled on a low simmer in my body, but Maxim’s reaction was telling. He was always calm, always in control. He knew, as well as I did, that the warden was no threat to our mate. As I suspected, Rachel’s curves, her nearness, her scent, were pushing Maxim to the edge. I’d never seen him so riled, not even when we were being tortured by the Hive.

      “Five grand, Rachel. That’s all it takes. You go into general population and you’ll be dead within a week.”

      Rachel pushed against Maxim and moved around him to stand toe to toe with the warden. Bless the fire of these Earth women, the warden did not back down.

      “What the hell are you talking about?”

      “Go with your mates, Rachel. It’s not safe for you on Earth any longer.”