know more about Amiriska, you can witness her early months on Earth in Darkness Dawns (Immortal Guardians: Book 1) and watch her come into her own as a warrior and fall in love with Marcus in Night Reigns (Immortal Guardians: Book 2).
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If you’d like to find out what happens next in the Aldebarian Alliance series, keep reading for a sneak peek into The Segonian, Aldebarian Alliance: Book 2.
THE SEGONIAN
Aldebarian Alliance
Book 2
Somewhere in the distance a voice spoke, dragging Eliana toward consciousness. She moaned as pain inundated her. The left side of her face and body burned as though flames seared it. Every time she drew in a breath, sharp spikes seemed to drive themselves into her rib cage.
Clenching her teeth, she kept her eyelids squeezed shut and hoped the agony would pass.
The voice spoke again. Male. His words incomprehensible.
“What?” she whispered, trying to make sense of his speech.
He addressed her once more, but she had no more luck deciphering his words.
“What?” she muttered again. “I don’t…” Her thoughts remained muddled. “I don’t understand. Do you speak English? I can’t understand you.”
A pause ensued. Then another male spoke, his voice deep and resonant. “This is Commander Dagon of the Ranasura. Our allies the Lasarans lost contact with the Kandovar and have enlisted our aid in searching for it. Are you from Earth?”
“From Earth?” she repeated. “Earth as opposed to where?” Her mind and body finally adjusted to the pain enough for her to open her eyes. When she did, her heart slammed against her broken ribs and sheer terror swept through her. “Oh shit.”
Endless dark space stretched before her, stars twinkling in the distance. She glanced down.
“Oh shit!” And she was free floating through it in nothing but a baggy spacesuit and helmet. No ship. No escape pod. Just a freaking suit!
Her breath quickened. “Where…?” She frantically looked around as much as she could and saw only a few jagged pieces of metal. “What the hell? What happened?”
“You are one of the Earthlings who was on board the Kandovar? You are from Earth?”
“Yes. I’m from Earth. What happened? Where the hell is the ship?”
Memory slowly returned. She remembered being on the Lasaran ship. She had been serving as one of the guards for the gifted ones who were traveling to Lasara. The journey was supposed to take thirteen months or thereabouts. She’d spent the first four immersing herself in Lasaran culture. It had been amazing. Then alarms had suddenly blared and the ship had begun to shake.
“Can you tell me where you are?” the man asked.
“No. Where’s the ship? What happened? Are you Lasaran or Yona?”
“I am Segonian. We are allies of the Lasarans and received a distress call indicating one of their ships was attacked while passing through a qhov’rum.”
A qhov’rum. Right. That was the wormhole-like tunnel that had been propelling them toward Lasara. “Where are they? Are they okay?” And how the hell had she gotten separated from everyone else?
“The Lasaran sovereign fears the ship was destroyed. The last data it transmitted indicated that escape pods were being deployed. But none have yet been recovered because they were flung out of the qhov’rum at different increments, scattering them across vast sectors of space. All allies of the Lasarans are currently searching for survivors.”
Eliana stared through her clear visor. No escape pods surrounded her. “I don’t see anything.”
“We can lock onto your location if you activate the beacon in your escape pod.”
“What escape pod?” she cried. “There is no escape pod. It’s just me, floating here in a suit!” She didn’t care for the strident note that entered her voice but couldn’t help it. Panic was riding her hard.
A heavy pause ensued.
“You aren’t in an escape pod?” he asked, his voice grim.
“No.”
Rapid speech erupted, multiple males, conversing in another language.
The Lasarans had given each of the gifted ones and Immortal Guardians from Earth a universal translator implant that would enable them to decipher most alien languages. But Eliana’s body had rejected it, so she’d had to wear one in her ear like an earbud.
She must have lost it in the chaos of the attack, because she couldn’t