Ka'Cit's Haven (Riv’s Sanctuary #3)

He headed toward a specific hover car, one that stood out from the others.

It was made of dark metal that was so matte, it reflected no sheen.

It wasn’t shaped like the other hover cars either. This one had what looked like mini rocket engines at its sides.

Of course this one had to be his. Who else?

Ka’Cit activated something in his pocket and the top of the car slid open. Before she could protest, she was being lifted inside and the lid was closing again.

“Wait…what are you doing?”

His green gaze found hers and she couldn’t read the look in his eyes.

He’d been that way from the time they’d been heading back and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

“I forgot something,” he jerked his head back at the exchange, “in there.”

Nia glanced around them.

There were aliens hopping in and out of hover cars as the vehicles arrived and left.

Judging from her past experiences and the fact she was vulnerable without the proper identification, she wasn’t so sure she wanted to wait out there alone.

She couldn’t afford for another accident to happen.

Ka’Cit must have seen the worry in her gaze because he pressed something else and the hover car began to hum.

“You’ll be safe. If anybody comes near you, they die.”

Nia’s eyes widened. “Wha—”

“Okay, maybe not die. But it will hurt like phek.”

As if as demonstration, a huge bug that was about the size of a cockroach flew and landed on the windscreen of the vehicle.

In less than a second, it was burnt to a crisp.

“What the—”

“Energy wave,” he said. “High energy wave. Overloads neurons—”

Nia’s hand flew off the door, her eyes wide.

“You’re safe inside of it. Just don’t get out of it and try to go back in.”

With wide eyes she nodded.

“I’ll be back. I left that…thing.”

He hurried off back toward the exchange and Nia watched him go.

Again, the feeling that this was all coming to an end too soon crossed her mind and she immediately pushed it away.

* * *

Ka’Cit gripped the holo-creature and headed back toward the hover car bays.

There was something heavy in his soul, holding him down.