Berrr's Vow
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Shaking her head in disgust, Shanna moved for the closet, opened it up and grabbed the clothes bar stretched across the space. Vinlotti didn’t hang his clothing so it wasn’t in use. She tugged hard at the thick rounded wood, breaking it free, and gripped the new five-foot weapon. It wasn’t a baseball bat but close enough. Her eyes roamed the room, looking for another weapon. She knew Vinlotti was amused as he watched her silently but she ignored him, heading for his bathroom next.
Her mind was working as she opened drawers and found a mean-looking knife.
She grabbed it and stepped out of the bathroom. As weapons went she didn’t have much but a baseball bat and knife were better than not having weapons. Vinlotti’s eyebrows rose, his smile widening when he saw the knife in her hand.
“You wish to cut my hair?”
She eyed the wicked looking short blade with a frown. “You cut hair with this?”
“And shave my jawline.”
Damn, she was impressed. With Zorn technology didn’t they have electric razors? Maybe it was a manly thing to slice off hair with a mean-ass knife with an exceptionally sharp edge to compare who had the bigger balls.
“It’s a weapon to me and trust me, you don’t want me cutting your hair. I couldn’t cut a straight line to save my life.”
“So you want me to hit anyone who comes in with the hanging rod and shave them with my shara?” Amusement laced his tone.
“No. I want you to barricade the door with that big-ass dresser and if they get past it I want you to beat the shit out of them while I beat on them with the hanging rod and maybe stab anyone stupid enough to come after me with your little knife.”
“Shara.”
“Whatever. That’s my big plan until Berrr gets home. Now please move that heavy dresser in front of the door.” She gave him her best smile. “Pretty please?” He shrugged massive shoulders. “I will do it but it will not stop anyone from coming in. It is why no one bothers with locks on the interior doors. Any warrior worthy of his adulthood could come through the walls if need be.” Blinking, Shanna sighed. “At least it will slow them down and it will hurt them if they have to break down walls.”
“They will tear through them.”
Rolling her eyes, Shanna turned away. “Great. Please just block the door. I have to think.”
The extremely loud sound of wood being shoved on the tile as Vinlotti pushed the dresser across the room only slightly distracted Shanna. She really needed to think of a way out of this mess. She paced, knowing that a pair of beautiful blue eyes were watching her, while she prayed that the only person who came to the door would be Berrr.
 
Chapter Thirteen
“So you live with your brothers?” Shanna studied the handsome Zorn. “And there are no women there? That must be rough.”
Nodding, Vinlotti chuckled. “We are always being attacked by the wild ones who try to come ashore so females do not want to live in a warzone no matter how well we can defend the island.”
“Your home sounds beautiful though.”
“It is but very lonely. That is why I am hoping that Berrr does send me a human. He rescued you so perhaps other humans will end up on Zorn without a male to protect them.”
“No offense but I really hope that’s not the case. It was hell being kidnapped by those three assholes and I didn’t even know other life existed on other planets until I woke up on that ship in a cage. I—”
An earsplitting roar cut Shanna’s words off, startling her, and made her almost slide off the bed she sat on. Her head snapped around toward the source right as something hit the door hard. In horror Shanna saw the dresser knocked on its side as the door came crashing open. Hundreds of pounds of wood furniture slid a few feet across the tile as though it were made out of papier-mâché.
Berrr stormed into the room looking enraged, another roar tearing from him, making Shanna actually fall off the edge of the bed to land hard on her ass on the floor, where she stared up at him in shock. She’d never seen anyone that mad in her life.
Vinlotti on the other hand chuckled as he slowly stood up from the other side of the bed where he’d been sitting.
“It took you long enough.”
Berrr’s furious gaze dashed over the bed and then rested on Shanna. He snarled when he spoke. “Did he touch you?”
Unable to speak around the lump in her throat, Shanna shook her head, knowing that if she nodded Berrr would tear the man apart. His entire body was tensed, his fingers clawed at his sides, and the harsh way he spoke sounded as if the words were ripped from his chest. He took a few more steps closer to her, his gaze tearing from hers to glare at Vinlotti.
“I was protecting her,” Vinlotti said softly. “Calm yourself now. I would never mount your precious human.”
Berrr breathed hard, his massive chest heaving as he obviously fought to control his temper. He moved closer to Shanna and then reached down, holding out his hand. As stunned as Shanna was at seeing Berrr totally lose it, she put her hand in his, letting him yank her off the floor. He literally jerked her against his chest, his arm wrapping tightly around her, molding her to his body. He breathed in her hair, rubbing his face against the top of her head, another growl coming from him, only this one was softer and not terrifying.
“Your bound has outmaneuvered you, my friend.” Vinlotti stayed back, not getting too close to Shanna.
“I heard.” Berrr released Shanna’s hand to run his hand down her back, almost petting her. “One of my men sneaked away to come tell me what happened and what Alluwn has done.” Berrr’s body tensed hard, almost feeling as if he were turning to stone.
Shanna looked up to see why he’d stiffened up that way but he didn’t meet her curious gaze. He was glaring at his friend instead and looking extremely pissed off. She rubbed his chest through his leather shirt, wishing she could touch his skin.
“There is only one way to save my Shanna.” Berrr looked down, his hand running up her back, over her shoulder, to cup Shanna’s face with his large, warm hand.