Razor's Traitorous Heart: The Alliance Book 2 (27 page)

Razor nodded his head. “Our world is
different from yours in many ways, yet similar as well. We have
only a few larger cities, such as Julumont which my brother Hunter
oversees. Our ancestors believed that for future generations to
survive, it was important to live in harmony with our environment.
The Trivator males are not much different from the creatures that
roam the forests. A part of our primitive ancestors still live
within us.”

Kali laughed. “So you are still beating your
chests and hopping up and down when you are angry,” she teased.

“No,” Razor replied, flashing his sharp
teeth. “We hunt down and rip out the throats of those that annoy
us.”

Kali’s breath caught at the reminder that
Razor was not human. A shiver of desire swept through her as she
remembered what those teeth felt like against her skin. The low
rumble from Razor showed that he felt her reaction.

“I cannot wait to get you to our home,” he
murmured as they passed by several warriors. “I have been dreaming
of you naked in my bath.”

Kali blushed as two warriors walking toward
them grinned. She silently cursed the Trivator’s enhanced hearing
and shot Razor at warning glance. She was going to have to think of
a good payback when she saw him grin even bigger.

*.*.*

An hour later, she wasn’t thinking of
payback, but of murder as she stood stiffly glaring at the tall,
elegant female that was standing in what was supposed to be the
bedroom of her new home. Kali’s mouth tightened as the woman looked
her up and down. The disdain on the woman’s face was enough to make
Kali curl her fingers into a fist. It was hard to resist clawing
the woman’s eyes out as she turned those same eyes to Razor who
stood frozen in the doorway behind Kali.

“Razor, I have missed you,” the woman said,
taking a step toward him and tilting her neck seductively.

Kali knew the bitch was expecting him to run
his nose along it. She'd break it if he even tried. She didn’t
journey halfway across the universe to be set aside while he had
fun with his fuck-bunny. Kali had no doubts that was exactly what
the woman was in her tight fitting gown and with her perfectly
made-up, I’m-ready-to-be-fucked, face.

There is no way I will ever sleep in this
room
, Kali thought infuriated.

“I wouldn’t go any closer if I were you,”
Kali growled in a low tone. “Who are you and what are you doing
here?”

Rainiera’s eyes narrowed at the warning in
Kali’s voice. “I am Razor’s… mate,” Rainiera responded. “And who
are you?”

Kali refused to let the pain raking through
her show. She reached for the calm mask that she had perfected, but
she knew that the fury still showed in her eyes at the woman’s
raised eyebrow.

“I’m obviously in the wrong place,” Kali
snapped back.

“Yes, you are,” Rainiera replied in a
haughty tone, looking at Razor. “Who is this female? Is she the new
house help? I thought I told you I would take care of maintaining
it while you were away.”

“Oh, fuck no,” Kali snarled, turning to
glare at Razor. “Who is she and what is she doing here?”

Razor looked back and forth between the two
females. His former lover stood looking back at him with a look of
quiet challenge while his
Amate
, while Kali… looked like she
was ready to disembowel him. He silently cursed Rainiera. This was
not the way he wanted Kali’s first impression of his world to be
like.

“Rainiera, leave,” Razor ordered, never
taking his eyes off of Kali.

“Why? I am your lover. She is… whatever she
is. We had an agreement,” Rainiera stated coolly. “We had discussed
joining when you returned. I will agree to it.”

“Joining,” Kali repeated, glaring at Razor.
This time, she knew that the mask hiding her true feelings had
slipped. She stumbled back a step when he started forward.
“Joining, as in this?”

Rainiera’s eyes widened when she saw the
dark markings around Kali’s wrists as she lifted her arms and slid
the sleeves of her shirt back. Bitter disappointment and rage at
being denied such a powerful position as being Razor’s
Amate
flooded her. She reached out and wrapped her hand around Kali’s
wrist so she could read the markings.

“Don’t touch me,” Kali snapped, jerking her
arm away and stepping closer to the door leading to the large
bathroom. “Is it true? Did you promise her you would ‘join’ with
her when you returned?”

“No,” Razor said, ignoring Rainiera’s
outraged gasp. “We discussed it, but I made no promises.”

“Well, obviously she thought you had,” Kali
said bitterly, tears of hurt and anger making her eyes glitter.
“How could you? How could you bring me here, knowing she was
waiting for you?”

“I brought you here because this is my… our
home,” Razor said in a quiet, intense voice. “I did not know
Rainiera would be here. I sent her a message stating that I no
longer wished to consider joining with her.”

“You broke up with her through an email?”
Kali whispered in shock and disbelief.

Razor growled in frustration, shooting a
menacing look at Rainiera. The self-satisfied look on her face
proved that she had planned this. When he had contacted her before,
she swore she would not make his decision easy on him. He had
underestimated her desire for revenge.

“Get out,” Razor snapped in fury.

“Razor,” Rainiera whispered, paling at the
cold look of rage on his face.

“Now before I do something I might not
regret, Rainiera. You’ve had your revenge. You can smell her pain,”
Razor growled. “You are fortunate that I do not kill you for
that.”

Kali’s eyes flashed at his mention of her
pain. She
hated
that they could smell so damn well. Well,
neither one of them could smell her if she was not there.

“Don’t bother. I’ll take my smell and leave
you two love birds alone. You both deserve each other,” Kali
interrupted through clenched teeth.

“Kali, my
fi’ta
,” Razor said in
exasperation as she moved to step around him.

“Don’t,” Kali whispered when he reached for
her. “Just… don’t.”

“Razor, if she wishes to leave, let her,”
Rainiera said. “Surely you see now that you are back that such a
weak creature could never stand by your side the way I could.”

Kali might have been able to ignore the
comment if Rainiera had kept her disdain and satisfaction to
herself. Her hands clenched into fists again. This time, though,
she didn’t do it to keep from clawing the woman’s eyes out but to
punch her. Kali rubbed her fist as she glared down at the woman now
lying on the floor with a bloody lip.

“That, bitch, is just a taste of how weak I
am,” Kali growled in a low, menacing voice. “If I ever see you
again, you’d better run the other way or I’ll show you what happens
when I really get pissed.”

Without another word, Kali turned sharply on
her heel and strode from the room. She didn’t stop until she was
out the front door. She picked up speed as she ran down the steps.
As soon as she hit the long pathway leading up to the front of the
house, she started running. She didn’t have a clue where she was
going, but it wasn’t going to be here.

She turned the corner of the path and
skidded to a stop to prevent running into an older couple coming up
the path. The old man’s strong arms steadied her when she almost
fell on the loose gravel. She pulled in a deep breath to apologize.
Her eyes flew up to meet a set of dark gold eyes similar to
Razor’s. A low sob exploded from her as she swayed from the pain
washing through her.

“Oh child,” the woman’s soft, sympathetic
voice was too much for Kali.

She turned into the woman’s open arms,
uncaring that she was a stranger. Harsh sobs escaped Kali as her
heart broke. She should never have come to this suddenly horrid
world.

*.*.*

Razor stood stiffly over Rainiera. He didn’t
help her to stand as she struggled to get her feet under her. He
daren’t, for fear he would wrap his hands around her neck and snap
it. He wanted to follow Kali, but first he needed to get Rainiera
out of his home and out of his life once and for all.

“I told you we were over,” he said
harshly.

Rainiera touched her bottom lip and winced
as her fingers came away with blood. She glared at Razor for a
fraction of a second before paling when she realized that she had
never seen him so angry. At that moment, she feared she had pushed
him too far.

“You did not mention you had taken an
Amate
,” she whispered defensively. “I… I thought you were
simply unsure of how I could fit in your life.”

“You do not ‘fit’ in it at all,” Razor
replied brutally. “I told you that we were over and not to return
to my home.”

“Razor, I apologized for disobeying you, but
do you really believe that… that creature is better suited for you
than I am?” Rainiera whispered.

Razor lifted his arms so that Rainiera could
see the markings surrounding his wrists. His face was set in stone
as he fought to contain his temper. Each second he delayed making
sure Rainiera understood her mistake meant a second longer Kali
thought he did not want her.

“She is my
Amate
, my life, not a
creature,” Razor hissed out. “The question is not whether she is
fit to stand at my side, but if I am fit to stand at hers! She is a
warrior. She saved my life not once, but twice. She is the mother
of our unborn child.
Kali
is my family!”

Rainiera shook at the intensity of raw
emotion in Razor’s voice. His words left no doubt to his feelings
and commitment. The markings around his wrists eliminated any hope
that she had of ever winning him back.

“I… forgive me, Razor,” Rainiera choked out
in a hoarse voice.

“Get out.”

Razor stood stiffly as Rainiera nodded. His
eyes followed her as she grabbed her wrap and walked by him. She
bowed her head when he glared in warning at her when she hesitated
as she did. Only after he heard the front door seal behind her did
he release his breath.

He briefly closed his eyes as the picture of
Kali’s pain filled eyes flashed before him. Turning on his heel, he
quickly left the room praying Kali hadn’t gone far. The thought
that she might have veered from the protected paths pushed him
forward. He swept through the front door only to come to a sudden
stop when he saw his father sitting on the top step waiting for
him.

“I can’t…,” Razor began.

“She is with your mother,” Scout informed
him.

“Where?” Razor asked in relief.

“Your
Amate
refused to return to the
house so your mother took her to Hunter and Jesse’s,” Scout
replied.

“Kali told you who she was?” Razor
asked.

“Your markings did,” Scout replied dryly.
“She is not happy with you right now.”

“No, I imagine she is not,” Razor replied
heavily.

“Did she give Rainiera the bloody lip?”
Scout asked, a glint of humor in his eyes as he stood up.

Razor’s lips twitched. In spite of the
heaviness he felt at causing Kali pain, his relief combined with
her punching Rainiera in the mouth drew a reluctant chuckle from
him. He would have to remember that Kali threw a wicked right
hook.

“Yes,” Razor admitted. “Rainiera called her
weak.”

Scout chuckled and slapped Razor on the
shoulder. “I bet Rainiera doesn’t do that again.”

“No, I hope she never comes near Kali
again,” Razor agreed following his father back down the path to
where his transport was. “I just hope Kali will listen when I
explain that I had no idea Rainiera would be here.”

“Kali, please talk to me,” Razor begged in
frustration outside the bedroom Hunter and Jesse had given her.
“Please, my
fi’ta
, please let me in.”

It had been two days since the incident with
Rainiera. Two days since he had seen Kali. She refused to talk to
him, to see him. The sounds of her quiet sobs tore through him like
knives.

He splayed his hands flat against the
outside of the bedroom door. His mother had made him promise not to
break it down. Leaning his forehead against it, he closed his eyes
as another smothered sob escaped from Kali.

“I miss you, Kali. You are my
Amate
.
You are my life,” Razor said quietly, knowing that she could hear
him. “I would never cause you pain. I… I love you so much, Kali.
Please, let me in.”

Emotion choked him when her tortured cry
sounded through the door followed by silence. He turned when he
felt a gentle hand touch his shoulder. He turned his anguished gaze
to look into his mother’s sympathetic eyes.

“Go,” Shana instructed quietly. “I left you
a plate on the table. Go eat. I will see to your
Amate
.”

“She will make herself sick,” Razor
whispered. “What can I do to prove to her that I see no other but
her?”

Shana’s eyes softened at the pain and grief
in her eldest son’s face. “I will talk with her,” she said. “Go,
have a drink and eat. Your father is waiting.”

Razor turned back to stare at the closed
door for several long seconds before he nodded his head in
resignation. He ran his hand down his face. He hadn’t eaten or
slept since they returned to the planet. The idea of sleeping in
the same bed that he had shared with Rainiera sent a wave of
distaste through him. It had been so bad that he had pulled the
mattresses off and burned them.

It hadn’t relieved the ache inside him. He
had moved into a guest bedroom, but even there he couldn’t sleep.
He missed the feel of Kali’s warm body wrapped around him. In
frustration, he had contacted the building department and requested
a new home be built on property he owned closer to the ocean.
Construction was supposed to begin today.

This home would be for Kali. A new home
where they could start fresh, as a family. A home built just for
her.