Alien Knight Blind Date Disaster

Then follow me.”
“But, miss—”
“I said, release him.” This time she could see the vibrations in the air. There was definitely a trick to her new powers. She felt like death warmed over, but she could do this.
Both guards jumped to their feet, the one closest to the table moving around to the other side. He pulled a strange device from a small shoulder pocket in his uniform and set it against the first manacle, which snapped open with a loud pop. She glared at Bhaosz.
“They are coming with us. Bhaosz, you will not harm me or either one of these guards. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” he said, nodding. The glazed look was back in his yellow eyes.
The guard walking around him looked at her with angry refusal in his gaze even as his hand moved the key device over the second manacle. It released as well, the sound of metal banging on metal loud in the small room. Bhaosz sat, staring up at her.
“Follow me until we reach my vehicle, Bhaosz. Be silent and do not hurt anyone. Do you understand me?”
“Yes. I understand.”
Nodding, she turned to the one guard who remained at the door, his weapon drawn and pointing at Bhaosz. Not a bad idea, probably. She glanced over her shoulder at the first guard, the one with the key still held in a trembling hand. “Lead the way to the garage. I have a car there. Bhaosz, you will follow him.”
Both males nodded, so she turned to the armed guard at the door. “You will walk behind Bhaosz to make sure he doesn’t try to pull anything on the way.”
“Yes, miss.”
“I will walk behind all of you and make sure you are following orders.”
They all nodded as if they were on drugs, and she felt the pulsing of power grow inside her as she expanded whatever this crazy influence was to three males at once. But she knew, somehow, knew they would obey. And they did.
They walked straight to the car park. Anyone who questioned them, she instructed to turn away and forget seeing them pass. In minutes they stood around her new two-seater sports car, keys in hand.
She turned to Bhaosz. “You will ride along with him. You will not attack him or try to get away.” She pointed to the unarmed guard. “He will take a vehicle and you will tell him where to go. We must hurry. We will follow behind in my car. Do you understand?”
“Yes, of course.”
They walked away, and she sighed in relief as the guard got in the driver’s seat and Bhaosz settled into the passenger seat next to him.
The guard who stood beside her lowered his weapon at last. “Do you think this is a good idea, miss? He is very dangerous.”
“I know. But they have one of my friends.” Matthew, the boy who trusted her, who’d grown to love her, and she loved him. He wasn’t technically family, but he was hers. “I have to get him back.”
He nodded and opened the passenger door as she slid into the driver’s seat. Ahead of them, the first vehicle was already pulling out of the parking area. Getting into the compound had been difficult. Getting out, it seemed, was much easier. One guarded gate, two words from her passenger, and they were out. Isabella breathed a sigh of relief, her hands shaking.
As they sped onto the highway and headed across town, she wondered what Falden was going to think about all of this. And Dagan, the king who refused to let her even talk to the prisoner because she was a woman.
As if.
She hoped they were both furious. Fuming.
Hurting.
She knew it was petty and mean and downright bitchy, but she wanted Falden to feel at least some of the hurt and frustration she was feeling. If he wasn’t hers, then she wasn’t his. And that meant he had absolutely no say in what she did, who she talked to, or what bad guys she decided to take down.
None.
Still, she felt like she’d betrayed him, and that made her even angrier.
The Caldorian guard seated next to her shifted position, breaking his stony silence. “We are exceeding the human speed limit. We will attract the attention of your police.”
“That’s all right.” She floored it, and his head hit the headrest with a soft thud. “I’m pretty sure I can talk my way out of a ticket.”
She was pretty sure she could talk her way out of anything with this strange new voice power of hers. Sasha said she’d nearly died but ended up with powers. And since Isabella wasn’t dead yet, she hoped she was working with the power half of that equation, skipping the dead part altogether. Either way, she intended to use every ounce of power she had to save Matthew.
And then she was going to kill the asshole who wanted to drink her blood and eat her for lunch. Kill him and any more assholes like him. She had a feeling, wherever they were going, he wouldn’t be the only one.

Chapter Ten
The moment the door slid closed behind Isabella, Falden let out a roar, but there was literally nothing he could do. His feet refused to move from where they felt rooted deeply in the ground. He tried to reach for his newly acquired comm unit, but his arm stayed stubbornly at his side, unresponsive to his will. Even his voice, which he could have used to activate his communications system, would not cooperate to form words.
He was an animal in the moment. Nothing more. Nothing less. A wild animal unable to stop his mate from walking into danger.
Damn the female!
“Falden, this is Dagan. Do you hear me?”
At last his vocal cords eased… “Yes.” He took a breath and tried to tell Dagan about Isabella’s intentions to visit their prisoner, but the moment the intention crossed his mind, his body froze once more.
Fuck.
He wasn’t a wild animal. No, she had made him helpless. Weak. No one had ever controlled