Chapter Twenty-Eight Davix
I slip out of our chambers soon after Corrina leaves.
Krish and Zann are enjoying the company, but the humans are loud and I do not want to be around them right now.
Besides, I am certain that one of those women is going to try and convince Zann or Krish to breed with her, and the thought of it unsettles me.
I know that my brood brothers will say no, but I still do not want to be around for the question.
I wander through the hallways aimlessly, finally finding myself at the lift to the observation deck.
I pause for a moment before pressing the button and stepping inside when the doors open.
It is dark and quiet at the top, and I enjoy the solitude.
I frown when I hear the doors close and hear the lift move.
When the doors open again, I am crouched in the shadows at the far end waiting to see who steps out.
I am surprised when Corrina emerges alone.
She steps quietly to the railing and leans over it, staring into the distance.
She lets out a sigh and turns her back to the railing before sliding to the ground and tipping her head back to gaze at the stars.
She does not look like she has stuff to do, as she sits for a long time in the dark.
I shift silently, unsure whether I should make my presence known.
Instead, I simply watch as she stares upwards.
The lift sounds again, and Corrina hurries to her feet.
She is waiting when the doors open and nods as she steps around a noisy group of soldiers who are exiting the lift.
I wait quietly for several moments after she disappears from sight before emerging and pressing the button myself.
The new arrivals do not seem to notice me as I step into the lift and descend.
Once I exit, I follow Corrina’s scent down a series of hallways I have not seen before.
As her scent disappears, I realize that I am standing in front of a door.
Perhaps this is her chamber where she sleeps.
I press a hand against the door for a moment before jerking my hand back and escaping back the way that I came.
I am baffled by the feelings that Corrina stirs in me.
I have never felt quite this way for another individual.
The sight of her, the sound of her voice, and the scent of her bring me joy.
A part of me wants to talk to my brood brothers about it, but I do not know how they will react.
Perhaps they will think me foolish. More likely, they will ask me questions that I do not know how to answer.
I let out an irritated breath and decide to return to our quarters.
If the humans are still there, I will ask them to leave.
But that is not necessary, for only Krish and Zann are present when the doors open.
Krish is scowling, an expression I am unused to seeing on his face.
I glance at Zann in question, and he shakes his head.
“The Johansen female asked Krish to breed with her,” Zann replies flatly. “She asked if she could touch him, to convince him to change his mind. Ryder got angry with her, and then they all left. Wenschel apologized for letting her come along.”
I nod. “Perhaps it will be best if we live elsewhere,” I sign.
“Perhaps,” Zann agrees. “But I like to be close to Corrina. It makes me happy to be with her.”
“Yes,” Krish says. “Corrina is different. Her presence is pleasing. I wish she had stayed.”
Zann shrugs. “She is very busy.”
I hesitate. “Corrina did not have ‘stuff’ to do,” I sign finally. “I went to the observation deck, and she came after me and sat for a time. I think she went back to her sleeping chamber afterwards.”
“Then why would she not stay?” Krish asks. “Does she not enjoy spending time together?”
“I think she is sometimes not comfortable spending time with the soldiers,” Zann offers. “She does not want to appear to be too friendly.”
“Humans are baffling,” I sign, and I strip out of my clothes and crawl onto the nest.
“Yes,” Krish agrees. “But at least Corrina is not that way with us.”
Zann and Krish strip and curl into the nest with me, and we are silent for a moment. “I did not like Johansen touching me,” Krish says finally. “But I do not think I would mind if Corrina touched me.”
“It is different with Corrina,” Zann says sleepily. “She is our friend.”
“Yes,” Krish agrees, but there is something unspoken in his tone.