Bonus Scene
ATTENTION
If this is your first time reading the Galaxy Circus, I would suggest skipping this scene until you have read it in its entirety because it may contain spoilers for future books.
If you have already experienced this wild ride, then please continue.
Hopefully these new scenes add another layer of enjoyment to the experience.
Echo
My stomach rolls with multiple emotions—part excitement, part nerves, and a whole heap of desire—as Max and I lead the Vilaxian general and warlock toward our quarters so they can toss Natalia into the brig.
I’m so excited that my dreams are coming true, and we are finally going to be rid of the vicious she cat.
Not only that, but her family is going to be deposed, and hopefully male omegas may gain protection once Max’s mother is in charge.
I’m also terrified because I know she is not going to react well, and someone, mainly Max, might get hurt in the confrontation.
I’m also horny as hell from being interrupted just when Max was going to take care of my needs and the scent of the little human.
I could scent her mating with the Vilaxian, and she made my mouth water, but I can’t help feeling a little guilty because I am being unfaithful to my mate.
I groan out loud, and all three of them turn to look at me with different expressions.
Saxon just looks confused, Maxsim is definitely leaning toward annoyed and jealous, and the warlock just looks amused.
I guess he can feel everything I’m going through at the moment, as is the warlock way.
Though I am surprised that he isn’t covered in his misty glamour that usually enshrouds his body, so I look my fill, and I am astonished to find him as attractive as all the rumors say he is.
“See something you like, kitty?” he purrs, one side of his mouth kicking up in a smirk.
Maxsim growls low and snarls at the warlock, who throws his head back and laughs before holding his hands up in defense.
“Hey. I’m sorry, I was just teasing. Your omega is a delicious riot of emotions, and although I’m not actively feeding on them, I can’t help but be affected by them.”
He sounds sincere, and Maxsim acknowledges his admission with a grunt but grabs hold of my paw and tugs me closer to him.
“Echo is getting close to his heat, and I was in the process of trying to ease his ache when the meeting was called. As soon as we take care of getting that she beast out of our den, I will make sure he is so satisfied you will never feel that again,” he snarls, jealousy running through our bond, and my stomach lurches again.
I am such a bad mate to this wonderful, possessive alpha.
“Hmmm,” Xavier hums with speculation, looking between the two of us. “Don’t close yourself off to possibilities, alpha cat. After all, being close-minded is what brought Natalia to her current situation,” he warns, and I feel Maxsim’s fur bristle with agitation.
“I am nothing like that hell bitch,” he growls as the elevator arrives, and we step into it.
“Are you sure?” General Saxon asks, crossing his arms and staring my mate down. “My sense of smell is just as sensitive as yours, and I could scent your aggression toward my blood rose, as well as your omega’s attraction.”
“I … ah… um,” I stammer, surprised that he would call us out like that. Maxsim looks at me with hurt in his eyes.
“Don’t bother denying it and lying to us.
If we are going to be around each other for a while, I’d like us to at least be honest with one another,” Xavier states bluntly.
“I have a feeling that Lila is going to keep surprising us, and what Saxon failed to mention is that we could sense her attraction to you as well.”
My eyes widen with surprise, and Maxsim growls again.
“I am not attracted to her. She is not a lightning cat and is not good enough for my omega.”
My mouth drops open, and I stiffen at his words. There it is again, that speciest crap, just like Natalia.
Saxon rumbles his own irritation, his red eyes blazing with anger, but Xavier just chuckles.
“You sound exactly like Natalia. Same shit as the male omega bullshit, but yours is aimed at my intimate and his blood rose, but I know the truth. As much as you try to lock it down, and I don’t know how you hide your scent from your mate, but I can feel your attraction to Lila.
You may be trying to convince yourself it isn’t real, but you do your mate a disservice by denying him more connections, whether they be lightning cat or not.
Just think about it. I thought alphas were programmed to do whatever they could to make their omega happy, and from the way his scent changed, your words make him unhappy.
” Xavier doesn’t wait for Max to respond as the elevator comes to a halt on our floor, and he and Saxon stalk out of it, not afraid to turn their backs on us, which tells me exactly how confident they are in their powers and strength.
Maxsim is still growling under his breath, and his tail twitches behind him aggressively, sparks flying with his rage.
Fuck, I need him to calm down so we can finish the task we’ve been assigned. It wouldn’t be good if he attacked two of Lila’s mates and the Adams’ sons-in-law instead.
“Hey, hey,” I purr, placing my paws on his cheeks and physically turning his head so he’s no longer glaring after them.
I brush my lips across his and stroke a paw over his back, trying to smooth down the bristled fur.
“It’s okay. I know the truth, although you aren’t really showing it at the moment.
You would do anything to make me happy, and I know you think you hid your reaction, but I could scent your attraction to the little Earth girl as well, despite your denials.
You just need to work through all your issues before you’re ready to admit it, but the warlock is right.
When you spout all that crap about her not being a lightning cat or good enough, you do sound a lot like that bitch and her mother, which is why the lightning cats are on the brink of extinction.
All the male omegas were killed, no alpha females are being born, and it’s their fault.
We don’t want to be like them, and I know that’s not you, you’re just reacting out of jealousy. ”
His rumbles die off, but he shakes his head, knocking my paws away. “You are my omega, and you are enough,” he declares and drags me out of the elevator after them.
I sigh deeply, but I allow him to tug me along.
He might think I’m enough for him, but what about what I want?
I want to get to know the little Earth girl better.
There’s something about her that draws me in, a compulsion of sorts that won’t let me look away when she is close by, and I want to know why.
Why do I feel an achy longing for her, and is it possible she could feel the same for me?
I’m not blind, I could see the interest in her eyes when she looked at me and Maxsim, and her scent thickened when we entered the room, but was that because of her kraken mate wrapped around her or something more?
All of that will have to wait for now, though, as Maxsim pushes through the other two who paused at our door to wait for us. He uses his pawprint to open the door, and we step into the frigid atmosphere.
“She is probably in her den,” he grumbles, obviously putting our previous discussion to the side. “Watch out for her lightning, fangs, and claws. She will come at you with no hesitation when she gets cornered,” he warns them.
General Saxon actually chuckles, and although he isn’t wearing a lot, the cold doesn’t seem to affect him when he replies, “I could do with a little bit of exercise.”
Xavier rolls his eyes and shivers before waving a hand, and I watch with open-mouthed awe as his magic shimmers around him, coating him in a barrier that must protect him from the extreme cold in here.
“Of course you would look forward to a fight. Did you not wear yourself out enough while bonding with Lila?” he asks, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
Saxon smirks and shakes his head. “I fed so well, I’m practically vibrating with energy. Fighting the lightning cat will help dispel some of it.”
Xavier purses his lips in envy, and I can’t help when my scent changes to match it.
I try to picture what a Vilaxian blood rose mating might consist of, but I come up empty.
Maybe one day I could ask them, because from how healthy Saxon looks and how worn out Lila appeared, it must have really been something, and I’m intrigued.
“Yes, well, don’t underestimate her. She’s sneaky and conniving,” Max grumbles, leading the way between the door and our dens.
The area is covered in a thick blanket of snow, with a copse of trees off to the side and more rocklike structures.
We use the space to frolic around when we want to spend time outside in our natural environment.
It’s the best we have for now next to the real thing.
We haven’t even made it halfway across when a streak of light blue bolts from the entrance to one of the caves, specifically Natalia’s.
“She’s making a run for it,” I shout, pointing in her direction.
Xavier scoffs. “It’s not like she can get far.” He lifts his hand to use his magic, but Saxon catches it and shakes his head.
“Like you said, she can’t go anywhere. If you block the door, I’ll chase her down.”
Xavier rolls his eyes. “Vilaxians and their need to war.” He snaps his fingers, and a pair of reinforced cuffs appears in them, which he hands to Saxon. “Fine, go fetch.” He turns and waves his hand at the door, and a shimmer of magic surrounds it, leaving Natalia with nowhere to go.
Saxon grins wickedly, and in a flash, he disappears into the trees after her.
“Will he be alright on his own?” I ask the warlock who shrugs.
“Unless she suddenly became an elite warrior with any special tricks up her sleeve?” He looks at Maxsim in question, and he shakes his head.