Guarding the Goddess
Deleted Chapter
Author’s Note: I wrote this chapter and loved it, but then realized that it would give away the fact that it was Tisa, Ty’s chewchie, who actually called for help. But it was so cute, I wanted you to be able to read it. So here it is—the deleted chapter of Tisa being adorable and bossy and telling Asher to get his ass over to Helios Beta and help his friend, Ty. Enjoy!
Hugs,
Evangeline
Sixty light years away, Commander Asher of the Kindred Elite Espionage Corps and his new bride Lisa were woken from a peaceful sleep by a high, piercing wail.
“Oh my God—what is it?” Lisa sat bolt upright in bed.
“Lights!” Asher roared, also sitting up and fumbling for his blaster.
Brilliant light flooded their bedroom, blinding them for a moment. When they were finally able to see again, they were treated to the sight of their chewchies—Gruff and Isabel—sitting up at the foot of their bed and wailing with all their might.
“Oh, no! What is it? What’s wrong with them?” Lisa asked. Her heart was pounding and she pressed a hand to her chest, trying to still it.
“I don’t know.” Asher looked as perplexed as she felt. “Maybe it’s some kind of chewchie ritual?”
“Maybe—” Lisa began but just then both chewchies started speaking in unison—in a voice they had never heard before.
“Listen up,” the new voice, which was high-pitched and definitely on the bossy side, Lisa thought, began. “Now that I have your attention, I need your help. I am Tisa, the Sacred Blue chewchie sent by Thufar himself to be the companion of the Lan’Glaver—the Savior of the Goddess.”
“Who?” Asher asked, frowning.
“You know him as Commander Ty’rial—your friend, Ty,” the voice that had called itself “Tisa” went on, issuing eerily from the mouths of both Gruff and Isabel at the same time. “Anyway, Ty is the rightful consort of the Goddess in the Flesh—the Potentate of Helios Beta. But he is being held in the dungeons below the palace on orders of the evil traitor, Lord Kikbax—the High Priest of Thufar.”
Lisa still felt like she was half asleep. Could their chewchies really be broadcasting an SOS for Asher’s friend from light years away? Or was she still dreaming?
The chewchie called Tisa who was still speaking through their own chewchies dispelled that idea almost at once.
“Well?” she demanded. “Why are you both still just lying there? There’s no time to lose—the High Priest is planning to rule the planet through the Potentate and use Ty as leverage to make her do whatever he says. Also, they want to kill me! Me—a Sacred Blue chewchie! Which is an unspeakable sacrilege!”
She sounded outraged, Lisa thought as she came more awake. Also bossy. She had never met such a headstrong chewchie before. But then again, she really only talked to Isabel and Gruff and neither of them were as articulate as Tisa.
“Get up—come on!” she demanded now. “Get in a ship and come help Ty right now—he needs you!”
Asher was already pulling on his clothes.
“Tell Ty I’m on my way,” he told the chewchies.
“Not by yourself, you’re not. What about me?” Lisa demanded.
Asher paused for a moment and took her by the shoulders.
“Sweetheart, you know very well that it’s not safe for a female who’s pregnant or might be pregnant to fold space.”
Lisa bit her lip. He was right. And though she had no idea if she was “riding the preggy train” as her friend Kat put it, or not, she thought the chances were good that she might be. After all, she and Asher had been making love every spare minute for the past month—it was like they couldn’t get enough of each other.
“But… I’ll worry about you,” she said in a small voice.
“Don’t worry,” Asher said grimly. “I’m not going on my own. I’ll take a Think-me and bespeak a whole company of warriors to come on my way to the Docking Bay. We’ll get Ty to safety and take care of this coup in short order.”
“All right.” Lisa pulled him in for a hug and clung to him for a long moment. “Be careful,” she whispered in his ear. “I love you.”
“I love you forever.” Asher gave her a swift kiss and then he was gone.
Lisa looked at the chewchies, who still sat at attention at the foot of her bed.
“All right, Tisa, whoever you are,” she said, “You’d better keep me informed. I want to know that my man is safe.”
“So does Her Highness the Potentate,” Tisa responded, only speaking through Isabel this time. “But don’t worry—if all else fails, I’m still here. I won’t let that nasty Lord Kikbax get away with his evil plots!”
Lisa wondered what in the world a tiny chewchie could do against the High Priest of Thufar, whom she remembered as a rather pompous, power-hungry man who hadn’t liked the fact that the new Potentate had a mind of her own.
“Please, Goddess,” she prayed, looking up to the ceiling and sending the prayer skyward with all her heart. “Please help Asher to rescue his friend and the new Potentate and bring him safely home to me."
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