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Chapter Fifty
The sound of Cohra's powerful and threatening roar echoed all across the area, reaching where she was safely nestled inside of the ship that was disguised with the different forms of vegetation that was all around it. Marion took in the sound of the call that he had made and it sent shivers running up and down her spine from the sound of it from the very strong presence of rage that was in it, alerting to whoever else was in the area that he was not pleased with them being in his part of the rain forest and they would be dealt with in a very quick and lethal way.
I hope that he is going to be all right out there. Worries started to flood her mind from where she was inside the safety of their home. He has weapons to keep him safe from danger...but what if the others that are out here in the jungle have weapons of their own that are more powerful than his? What if they manage to take him out and they come here for me?
She tried to shake off the thoughts that were plaguing her mind and focus only on those of him returning back to her safe and sound. While she was working to calm herself down, her body had been pacing somewhat in the main area of the ship when a faint sound outside that resembled that of footsteps caught her attention. She perked up slightly at thinking that it was Cohra having made his way back to her and went to ease her hand into the panel like he told her to before she stopped herself right as she went to push her hand into the section of the wall. Marion pulled her hand back away from it when she caught the sound of something on the other side of the door that took her attention: Human breathing.
There was a human out in the courtyard area of where the ship was nestled. She didn't know who they were but was curious as to who it could be. Perhaps it was Bridget or one of the others from the camp. Or it might be one of the people toting weapons in his area of the jungle that he is working to bring down. She didn't know who they were, but she was determined to find a way in order to see who they were.
Her eyes noticed a panel on the door that appeared to have a sliding feature on it that was similar to that of what doors had on them during the era of when the prohibition of alcohol was in effect. She would be able to use that in order to look outside and see who was out there. Her hands shivered some with nervousness as she unhooked the panel from a locking mechanism that was holding it in place and eased it to slide over as quietly as she could. Once it was out of the way for her to look outside, her eyes fell onto the sight of who it was that had arrived to the area that she called home.
It was neither Cohra, Marion, or any of the others from her camp. Instead of seeing a familiar face, the individual was that of a male soldier dressed in army fatigues and toting several weapons on his body that could do more harm than good. He looked around the area that he was in with awe and wonder at the location much like she had done the first night that Cohra had brought her there to his home. However, he wouldn't have the same kind of pleasurable experience that she had when her mate returned to see a human soldier right outside his front door while his mate was nestled inside of it.
As she was watching him, she tensed up when she found his eyes moving over towards the direction of where she was and could tell that he saw her looking out the opening to him. Her hands worked quickly to get the window closed as to prevent him from trying to find some way of getting her through the opening. She scrambled to get the locks back on place of it while she eased herself to back up from the door some. Her heart was beating loud and hard in her chest from where she was nestled. She clung to her arms some a bit tighter when there was a frantic knock on the door of the ship with the voice of the soldier following it.
"Miss, open the door." He said. He spoke with a firm yet gentle sound to his voice. "I have been sent out here with my other partner to locate a young woman who is being held captive by a deranged psychopath who has sexually assaulted her, and I am pretty sure you are that woman since these surroundings would suggest that someone who is not right in the head lives here."
Held by a deranged psychopath who has sexually assaulted me? Who in the hell has told him that load of shit? I am here willingly because I chose to be here and accept being Cohra's mate. For the rape part, I was more than willing on that part and there was nothing forced about it.
It confused her to the very core of her being that this man had been sent out here to find her after having been told that she was being held prisoner by a lunatic that had raped her. She wasn't sure as to who had told him of this happening to her but that she would address the issue with him at that very moment.
"Sir," She said,"I am not sure of who told you of this, but I can reassure you that I am not being held prisoner here and the person who lives here with me is my husband, not some crazed monster as you claim him to bed, and he has not sexually assaulted me as you claim him to be." She hoped for him to leave quickly when she would give her answer, but was met with some resistance from him on the other side of the door.
"Ma'am, I understand that you have been through a lot and you have told yourself this in order to get through what you have, but I am here to help."
"I have not told myself anything in order for me to accept my circumstances, and I suggest that you leave right now."
"I am afraid I cannot do that without me taking you back with me, miss."
"Sir, I am warning you to leave my husband's property right now before he comes back and-" Her voice fell silent when she heard the unmistakable sound of Cohra's powerful roar from earlier being right outside the ship. She took a moment to listen for the human male's reaction and found him gasping out, revealing that her mate had revealed himself to the other person who had come to the jungle with weapons in order to retrieve her. Marion prepared herself to listen to the sounds of what was fixing to happen on the other side of the door as she was too afraid to open it up and witness what was about to happen.
