Surreptitious Alliance: Marked by My Alien Slave

Morgan pov.

"You want us to do what?" Luca asks, looking at me like I've lost my mind and yeah, maybe I have but right now I don't have time to hack into the Space Sector. Bing is no longer part of their mainframe, and I have no idea what kind of underhanded tricks they could have installed in their firewall while rebuilding their systems. "Morgan, we can't blink a fleet of ten thousand robots here." He sighs and I frown.

"Why not? We need five thousand Faries. If each of them blinks two here, then we can have them all here by the end of the night and no one will know where they were taken." I reason but the Fairie isn't biting. "Also, I'm going to need you to kidnap my sister. She won't come if she sees me but you, she trusts you. I think." The last time I saw Torren she smiled at me. I'm hoping she'll be fine with all of this. I've been here for all of it and I still can't seem to wrap my mind around the insanity of it all.

"I am not kidnapping Torren." The Fairie screeches. I push my lips into a thin line and simply just stare at him. "No. I don't care how much you think I owe you. I'm not kidnapping your sister. You can do it yourself." He huffs and I sigh. "Fine, then you can be in charge of getting the AS21's here. We will meet in the control room at midnight. You have until then to get your troops ready." Luca groans but blinks out of the room without further complaint. "Do you think this will work?" Cade asks, leaning back in his desk chair and I nod. Plugging the robots into Bing's mainframe is a hell of a lot easier than hacking the Space Sector and flying ten thousand robots here.

"It must. Are you ready to go?" He sighs and nods walking over to where Isa is standing in the corner of the study we're seated in. "We need them to be offline for at least forty-eight hours." I remind him and he nods, disappearing with Isa. "Tell me again why we need them to have no power when we're blinking the robots here?" River asks, startling me a bit. I had forgotten she was here this whole meeting.

"The security systems. Even if we're blinking them an alert is going to go off when someone enters the room where the bots are stored. We need their power off so even if they know it's us, they won't know when exactly it happened during the time the power is off, and they won't have a way to trace us." She nods, scribbling something on her notepad before waving goodbye and declaring that she's going to go read.

"You're good at this." Margot pushes off the desk she's been sitting on and walks over to the window. "I was worried about you. When you just disappeared. And then all those things about Rain kidnapping you and now... this?" She waves up and down in my direction like she's trying to make sense of everything.

"I thought Rain told you." She nods, biting her bottom lip.

"He did." She sighs. "I just, you look like some sort of lab experiment gone wrong." She blurts and even though I know she doesn't mean it in a malicious way it still stings. "I'm sorry, I just wasn't expecting this. One moment you're fighting against the Bio-Glaze expanding and the next you're in the middle of a war against humans and the supernatural. It's a little much, you know?" I do know.

"I'm sorry you got dragged into this." I wish it could have been different, but the truth is. If it wasn't Sinclair now it would have been some other loon at a different time and the result would still be a war.

"It's fine. It's not like war gives anyone much choice and I'd rather be fighting with you than against you. I do have one question though." She looks a bit hesitant and so I nod. "Rain's your mate?" I laugh and shake my head.

"Rain is my Imprint. I am his mate." She looks confused, like she doesn't understand what the difference is. "It's essentially the same thing in different species but I don't call him my mate. I call him my Imprint. Also, I need him for development. I won't function right if he's away from me for too long and he might die." Her eyes widen and I laugh.

"What was wrong with being a plain old human?" I shrug my shoulders.

"Nothing, I guess, but apparently I never was one so I wouldn't know." She pulls a face and we both laugh our assess off before the room goes silent again.

"Listen, I don't know what the deal with that Magnus dude is, but he's been lurking around the control room whenever Rain wasn't there. He seems pretty fuckin scared of the wolf and after watching him nearly get killed by Rain I would understand why but there's something off about him. Maybe it's just me being paranoid because I haven't met anything like him or you for that matter, but you don't give me creepy vibes and he does. Also, is this silver hair thing permanent?" It takes me a second to get onto the lane change Margot is on and so I answer the least pressing question first.

"No, I only look like this when Casey is present. She doesn't always feel the need to be this highly alert but since we spent nearly six weeks apart and then Rain almost died, she's... careful of letting her guard down." She's even worse at night. Extra aware about our surroundings and if it wasn't affecting my own sleep I wouldn't care so much, but being a little tired is something I can live with, for now.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Casey?" I nod, picking up a random book and transferring it to another table with my magic.

"She's my sentinel, the part of me that makes me a Fledgling." Margot gives me a sceptical look but ultimately nods.

"So, you have magic but no wings?" I can't keep my laughter inside.

"No, no wings. I'm not Fae. They also don't have a sentinel. My magic stems from my sentinel, Fairies are born with their magic. They are taught magic, and my sentinel is magic. She needs me as I need her." She thinks on it for a bit before nodding. "Any other questions?" She shakes her head.

"No, not right now. I'll ask you when I do though." I chuckle and nod, watching her leave the room. Once she's gone the silence that settles leaves me feeling so uneasy that I blink myself to the control room where Rain and Xavier are going through the schematics for the shifters I drew up. Rain doesn't bat an eye when I plant myself on his lap, curling up against his chest, just rubs my back and plays with my hair until I'm relaxed enough to fall asleep.