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Tejeda’s vision blurred on her face. He raised a hand and rubbed his eyes. A gentle hand caressed his cheek. When he could finally open his eyes, he saw Shayla’s jade glare. His head was on her lap. His body felt different and a weird metallic taste fouled his mouth. The Nubilae clicked his tongue in displeasure. “Shayla, have you given me to drink blood? I am not a vampire, for fucking out loud!”
Her gaze hardened. “This is what I get for saving your life? Would you prefer a dead man’s saliva?”
As Shayla leaned over him, Carmen fluttered above Tejeda’s nose. He turned it to look at himself in its reflection. His bald head was shining, enhancing his high cheekbones and amber eyes. He had a short beard that had not been shaved in a few days, which gave him a distinct masculine look while letting his strong jaw stand out. That was the face of Kalden Deltak, the leader of the Syndicate of Cosmic Freedom.
Still watching his new face, Tejeda asked. “How did you…?”
“Oh, I shot him while he was shooting you. It was a piece of cake after you saved me. Still no thank you?”
Tejeda sighed, still a bit annoyed. “Thank you. However, next time do not make me drink blood. It is enough to touch it. My pores will absorb any fluid with DNA. And when will you be thanking me for saving your life?”
“I already did that by saving your life in return. Be grateful!”
He put his hands over his chest and gasped. Shayla flinched. “Is something wrong?”
“No, just that I miss my boobs.”
She rose to her feet and slammed his head onto the floor. “You are a pervert alien.”
Tejeda got up too and started undressing because Shayla's clothes were too small for him now. “I hope he has a change of clothes around here. His uniform has a hole in it.”
Shayla turned her back on him, tossing a uniform to him over her shoulders. “He had this in a drawer. Take it!”
After a few minutes, right after Tejeda put on his new clothes, all the lights went out and the emergency ones began to flash dark purple.
“Shit, we're under attack,” Sheila shouted and went to open the coms. She raised her hand and swiped down, opening the transparent screen on the captain’s desk.
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