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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Disclaimer

  Chapter 1 - Hunger

  Chapter 2 - Return

  Chapter 3 - Mutiny

  Chapter 4 - Nonagon

  Chapter 5 - Threes

  Chapter 6 - Alone

  Chapter 7 - Cleansing

  Chapter 8 - Discovery

  Chapter 9 - Evidence

  Chapter 10 - Confrontation

  Chapter 11 - D’har

  Chapter 12 - Theories

  Chapter 13 - Secrets

  Chapter 14 - Resistance

  Chapter 15 - Banishment

  Chapter 16 - Speculation

  Chapter 17 - Click

  Chapter 18 - Links

  Chapter 19 - Reveal

  Chapter 20 - Ally

  Chapter 21 - Threat

  Chapter 22 - Escape

  Chapter 23 - Retaliation

  Chapter 24 - Reunion

  Chapter 25 - Farm

  Chapter 26 - Challenge

  Chapter 27 - Confirmation

  About the Author

  More by the Author

  Neverwylde

  The Rim of the World

  Book 2

  By

  Linda Mooney

  NEVERWYLDE 2

  Copyright © 2015 by Linda Mooney

  ISBN 978-1-941321-52-2

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  Editor: Chelly Peeler

  Cover Art: Linda Mooney

  Chapter 1

  Hunger

  “Oh, God! Hard up! Hard up!”

  “We’ve lost life support!”

  “Wormhole! Wormhole! Pull out! Pull out, for God’s sake, Kel!”

  Wormhole! Wormhole!

  Dear God, we’re gonna crash!

  Ex-lieutenant Kelen Chambliss jerked awake with a violent shake. For a moment, she had no recollection of where she was, or that she was even still alive. It wasn’t until someone tossed a rock into the fire, causing the flames to throw sparks upward in a brief blaze that reality returned.

  She opened her eyes to see Kyber sitting on the opposite side of the pit. From the way he sat, she could tell the Seneecian was alert and on guard. That knowledge gave her a deeper sense of security than if it had been anyone else. He was watching her, concern reflecting in his deep green eyes. Noticing she was awake, he made a little motion with his head.

  “Are you well?” he softly inquired.

  She sighed and sat up, running a hand through her hair. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

  “You were having a bad dream. You were making little noises, like you were fearful of something.”

  She glanced around the room where the others appeared to be still asleep. Fullgrath and Mellori were snoring. Dox lay curled around his collection of odds and ends like a mother animal protecting its young. Dayall remained bound, his chin resting on his chest. The Seneecians were huddled together on one side of the room. In the flickering light, they resembled a quilt of multi-colored fur.

  “What’s not to be fearful of?” Rubbing her hands over her face, she looked back at him. “You’re exhausted. Let me take this shift.”

  “I am not sleepy.”

  “That’s eye worm shit and you know it. You haven’t healed from the wound you sustained when you crashed. And there’s whatever damage you sustained when you fought Isup that you haven’t told me about. Go lie down and get some rest, I’ll take watch. I can’t sleep anyway.” To prove her point, she got to her feet and stretched, then walked over to where he sat and held out her hand. When he didn’t give her their only functional weapon, she wiggled her fingers in silent request and cocked an eyebrow at him. Kyber snorted and placed it in her palm.

  “You are a difficult female.”

  “Yeah, and that’s why you lo—”

  She stopped herself and bit her tongue. She’d almost told him he loved her, which she knew he did. But the others…

  Kelen checked the room as panic surged in her breast. Fortunately, no one moved or appeared to have heard her near slip-up. Still, she hastily finished her remark.

  “That’s why you allow me to do what I do. Because I’m a difficult female, and I’d kick your butt if you tried to stop me.”

  He rose from where he’d taken watch and cast her one last look. With his back to the fire, it was difficult to make out the expression on his face, but she could imagine what it would contain.

  Mild humor.

  And hunger. Sexual hunger.

  She took her seat, her back to the wall and facing the only doorway to the small chamber where they all slept. She was aware of Kyber lying down amid the other Seneecians. It was odd, but she could almost pinpoint the moment when he sank into unconsciousness.

  The room was reasonably quiet except for Fullgrath’s snoring. Mellori had turned onto his side, which reduced his contribution considerably. Thankfully, the underground room acted as a natural buffer, muffling most of the man’s blustering noise. Still, it made listening for anything moving about in the corridor outside difficult. Kelen wondered if Seneecian ears were better at catching sounds than human ears. It wouldn’t surprise her if they were.

  Throwing another combustible rock into the fire, she glanced again at the dark form on the other side of the fire. If there was any way or any chance that she and Kyber could sneak off somewhere private, she wouldn’t hesitate. That time they’d spent in the little apartment-like chamber was almost a dream now. If not for the gnawing ache between her legs, she could easily have imagined it.

  But it was real. It had happened. And now she found herself deeply longing to feel the creature’s strong arms around her. To have his mouth tasting hers before taking slow, provocative licks across her skin. To spread herself so that his arousal could penetrate deep—

  Something popped, throwing her back to the present. Kelen whirled around, weapon at the ready, and surveyed the room. She finally surmised it must have been one of the flammable rocks exploding from the heat. It was fortunate. She’d been daydreaming, losing her focus, and that loss of attention could have been deadly if the sound had come from something dangerous.

  Something or someone. Don’t forget, Kelen, there are two of us running renegade out there. One human and one Seneecian, and both of them are hell-bent to destroy us and each other.

  Which was why she and Kyber couldn’t keep sneaking away to be with each other. At least, not in secret. Sooner or later, they would have to come clean with their fellow shipmates. Hopefully sooner. And let the proverbial excrement hit the exhausts.

  She had no idea how she was going to explain it to the others. How could she? She herself didn’t understand how she could have fallen for the big alien who was, until a few days ago, her most vilified enemy. Yes, there were times she felt guilty for her involvement with the Seneecian, but for the most part, she was defensive.

  “Very well, Lieutenant. Explain to me why you would give yourself, both emotionally and physically, to one of the enemy?”

  Dr. Thorin’s voice was clear inside her head, as if
he were sitting there with her. The military psychologist never pulled punches when it came to examining and evaluating a crew member’s mental ability to withstand the rigors of deep space travel and warfare. If she was sitting in the man’s office right now, trying to convince him of how she felt, she could imagine how the conversation would go.

  “I’m waiting, Lieutenant. How do you account for your actions?”

  “Well, for one thing, Kyber’s risked his life several times to save mine. How can I not be grateful to him for that?”

  “Saving your life does not mean you should have sexual relations with him. He’s not even human!”

  “He’s humanoid. He’s built like us. But more importantly, he has emotions like us. He cares about life.”

  “He is the enemy,” Thorin’s voice insisted. It was like he was trying to pound that point into her head. “He cares nothing for you. Only for what you can give him.”

  “Oh, so what you’re saying is the only reason he’s risked his own life for mine is because he wanted to get into my pants? Is that what you’re implying, Doctor? Isn’t that a human male attribute?”

  “Given time, Lieutenant, he will turn on you. He will turn on you. And when he does, he’ll devour you. Mentally, physically, emotionally. He’s Seneecian. He is your enemy. If for one second you believe you and he can have any kind of lasting emotional connection, you’re only fooling yourself.”

  “And I say you’re wrong, Dr. Thorin. He does love me. He’s told me he does. His actions tell me he does. And I love him in return.”

  She could imagine the psychologist’s resulting disdain. “The fact that you believe your definition of love and that alien’s definition are synonymous is outlandish. You’d better heed my words, Lieutenant. Reconsider this brash action, or it may strike back at you with a vengeance.”

  Kelen observed Kyber as he rolled over. Between the dancing flames, she saw him glance her way. Noticing she was watching him, he smiled gently, then quickly averted his eyes. But there was no denying the expression she’d seen on his face.

  “Heard and understood, Doctor. But it’s a risk I’m more than willing to take.”

  The coming days would tell.

  Chapter 2

  Return

  She had no idea how long she sat there. There were a couple of times her butt got sore. When she couldn’t take it any longer, she’d stand and walk over to the thick wooden door and place her ear against it to listen. She tried to keep her imagination from creating more insidious monstrosities that were ready to attack the small band of survivors.

  “Hey, Kel. What time is it?”

  She glanced behind her to see Jules sitting up and grinning at her. He knew she was as oblivious to the time as he was. They had yet to discover how many hours constituted a full day and night for this half-world. And being underground gave them no clue as to whether it was light or dark outside.

  “As if it matters,” the ex-navigator added before she could reply.

  “I’m sure if you asked, Dox could make us a clock of some sort,” she told him. Both of them glanced over to where the little man lay curled up amid his collection of odds and ends that he’d brought with him from their crashed ship.

  Jules waved off her suggestion. “I’d prefer a reliable pulse rifle right now.”

  “Wouldn’t we all?” Mellori sat up, passing gas at the same time. He didn’t apologize, but no one expected him to. The simple niceties of civilization had been abandoned the moment they crash landed. “Anything?” he asked Kelen.

  She shook her head. “No. Nothing. Not even a slither.”

  “Who’d you relieve?”

  “Me.” Kyber smoothly got to his feet and stretched. Kelen tried not to stare at the way his muscles bunched and undulated beneath his short fur, but she couldn’t help but notice the way he limped when he started toward the door. As did the doctor who, like the rest, began rousing himself.

  “I want to check on that wound, Kyber,” the man ordered.

  “I’m fine.”

  “Go ahead and let the doc check it,” Fullgrath grumbled. “There’s few enough of us as it is. We don’t need someone getting sick with an infection because they were too hardheaded to admit they needed medical attention.” Seeing that others around him were giving him a surprised look, the man shrugged. “What? So I speak from experience. What gives?”

  “What is our mission for today?” Massapa spoke up. Like Kyber, he got to his feet and stretched. Kelen got the impression it was almost ceremonial.

  Gaveer answered. “I thought we were going to return to the first inner chamber where we found the pile of bones.”

  “That’s what I understood,” Jules corroborated. “Clean out that nest of eye worms once and for all, and see if we can’t make some sort of permanent headquarters out of it, right?”

  “Nonagon.”

  Everyone looked over to where Dox was twirling a length of tubing between his fingers.

  “What nonagon, Dox?” Mellori questioned.

  “The chamber with the dead. It’s a nonagon. Center area for meetings. Living quarters around it.” He peered up at them. “Many nonagons down there.”

  “And you know that how?” Gaveer asked.

  Dox pointed to the wall. “Written down.”

  “Dox, do you know how many nonagons are over there?”

  “No.” The little man suddenly grinned. “Not yet.”

  Mellori burst out laughing. “I have no doubt you’ll soon uncover every secret this planet has, Dox. Just don’t forget to let the rest of us know what you find out.”

  Someone’s stomach rumbled loudly.

  “I agree,” Kelen commented. “I’m hungry, too. Do we have any more of that green jellyfish left?”

  Sandow pulled several strips from his pouch and passed them around. Kelen stared at the grayish piece she was handed, then noticed how Kyber broke his into two parts, tucking one into the small bag hanging from his belt.

  “This is all that’s left, people,” the doctor informed them. “I strongly advise you don’t drink anything for at least half an hour after eating. That’ll give your stomach time to absorb the nutrients, and leave you feeling full for a longer period of time. Or at least until we find another food source.”

  Fullgrath held his canteen upside down to show it was empty. “We also need to find a water source.”

  “I need to pee,” Dayall loudly interrupted. “Are you going to force me to go here? Or can you at least untie me long enough to find a suitable place?”

  Kelen glanced around the cavern. Unlike the small apartment-like room where she’d discovered the Neverwylde version of a toilet beneath the flooring, the ground here was packed dirt.

  “We could make use of a corner in here,” Fullgrath suggested. “Cover it up with dirt when we’re finished.”

  “Are you leaving the fire to burn itself out? Would that be wise?” Jules asked.

  Sandow turned around. “He’s got a point. It would be better if we aimed into the pit and used our urine to help put out the fire.”

  Kelen raised a hand. “Great, but I’m not going to risk singeing my tush. I’ll use the corner, thank you. I’ll take my turn after the rest of you are done.”

  Kelen exited into the corridor as the men and Seneecians relieved themselves. When Dayall joined her in the hallway, she noticed his hands were left untied, but Mellori remained on his heels. The engineer caught her raised eyebrows.

  “He’s too much a burden if he’s bound,” the man told her.

  Gaveer came up behind the men, a makeshift torch in his hand. The Seneecian gave a little growl and prodded the Terran commander. “If you try to run, you’d better be faster than us.”

  Kelen got the impression Dayall wasn’t going to risk having his arms retied behind his back by doing something stupid like running away. Besides, there were too many dangerous entities out there, and the ex-commander had no weapons other than rocks to protect himself if he got accosted by one of thos
e creatures.

  Once all of the men had gathered, she went inside to do her business and rejoined them. A quick glance around told her the count was off.

  “Where’s Massapa?”

  “He went ahead to see if the entrance to the vast cavern was clear,” Kyber answered. Without further explanation, the Seneecian took the lead. Kelen helped Dox collect his gear and followed with Fullgrath and Tojun watching their backs. The other two Seneecians also carried crude torches—bowl-shaped stones that contained several burning rocks.

  When they reached the doorway, the Seneecian with the black and brown fur wasn’t there. Kyber slipped through the opening, then returned a few moments later. In that brief amount of time, his own jet black pelt was covered in water droplets that glittered in the torchlight.

  “He’s at the entrance to the apartment tunnels. He’ll watch from there to see if that creature appears from the underground lake, and warn us if it does.”

  They exited the corridor, emerging into the vast cave that held the two lakes. The sound of water falling from the upper one to the smaller one was thunderous. Kelen spotted the immense sail-like sheet that spanned the falls, and marveled at how well the material was constructed to continue to take that kind of pounding and still produce power through where it was attached to the two poles standing on opposite sides. The thought that this hydroelectric plant remained online for perhaps eons after this planet’s inhabitants had disappeared was a monument to its creators and builders.

  Jules pointed to a figure standing atop a ledge. At this distance, the Seneecian appeared tiny. “There he is. He’s waving his arms. Is that to warn us?”

  They all paused to watch. Presently, Massapa made a come forward gesture.