Table Of ContentTirzah’s disobedience leads her to civilization and the man she
dared not dream of.
Tirzah disobeys the rules of her tribe and ventures beyond the
boundary into the forbidden zone convinced there has to be a more
advanced species on the planet. Traveling mainly as her cat shape,
she not only finds civilization, but also the man she believes to be
her soul mate. His feline form is a black cat. How will her white
furred tribe react to him?
Cain thinks he’s the only cat shifter on Earth until he scents
another. To his astonishment, she’s a white cat and she speaks a
very strange language. Will nature override social barriers and how
can he get her out of his heart and into his arms?
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Tirzah’s Allure
By
Gabriella Bradley
Prologue
Fi rst Officer Calira opened her eyes and fought against the
dizziness fogging her mind. She tried to focus, but everything
was a blur. Closing her eyes for a few moments, she remembered
hazily what had happened. I’m alive! Her disorientation dissipated
and she struggled out of the tight safety harness. Commander
Opek, in the chair next to her, seemed to be in one piece and
breathing steadily. “Captain, wake up,” she shouted.
Getting out of her chair, she stood, swaying for a moment.
Every bone in her body ached from the pressure of hurtling
through space and she presumed the impact of the crash hadn’t
helped either. She’d passed out before they crashed.
Smoke spiraled from between seams and small tears in the
structure of the ship. She coughed and waved her hand before her
face, her eyes tearing from the stinging smoky haze. The
navigation console was on fire. Their navigator’s head slumped
forward, blood dripping from a wound in his head.
Grabbing a fire extinguisher, she quickly doused the small
flames. She threw the extinguisher on the floor. “Darat, can you
hear me? Wake up, Darat!” No response, not a flicker of life.
There was a slowly spreading pool of blood on the console. She
lifted his head carefully and eased him back. A jagged piece of
metal was lodged in his forehead. His eyes were fixed and staring.
Calira knew he was gone. She shuddered and felt for a pulse
anyway. A tear escaped. She’d really liked the older man. Well,
old in her eyes. He was in his forties, married, with a family, a
woman who was now without a mate, children with no father.
Normally their lifespan was very long. Their species lived for
hundreds of years.
Choking back a sob, she realized there was nothing she could
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do for Darat and hurried to see how the rest of the crew had fared.
She prayed she’d find no more fatalities. There were sixteen of
them in the craft. Fifteen, now that Darat was gone. She needed to
wake everyone up, check to see if they were hurt, even alive, and
get the survivors out of the craft in case it exploded.
The first crewmember she checked was Torzo, their medical
officer. He was fine, although still unconscious. “Torzo, wake up. I
need help here. Torzo!” After a few moments, he stirred and
looked at her.
“We’re alive?”
“Darat didn’t make it. You seem to be okay, but you’ll be sore
as hell, like me. Every damn muscle in my body was pressurized
by the impact.” She helped him out of the safety harness. After he
stabilized himself with an injector and gave her a shot, he rushed to
give aid where needed. The pain left her body almost instantly.
“Calira, get that fire extinguisher. We need to douse the fires
before we lose the ship completely. Wake the rest of the crew up.
Darat, any idea where we are?” The captain had regained
consciousness and was busy checking some of the crew. “Torzo, I
could use some help. Some of the crew are injured.”
“Darat is dead, Captain,” Calira told him. “And so is the
navigation console.”
“Damn. What about the transmitter?”
“Smashed. We came down hard and the ship’s on fire.”
The rest of the crew were slowly coming around. They were all
okay except for some abrasions and bruises. Torzo ran from one to
the other mending their injuries.
It took them only moments to survey their situation and within
minutes, the craft was a beehive of activity. They had to save
whatever they could. They were sad, but had no time to grieve for
their lost crewmember. The fires were quickly put out but all the
wiring had been damaged beyond repair. There was, at least, no
more danger of the ship blowing up.
“Where are we?” Zinpa, one of the female crewmembers and
their science officer, asked.
“We don’t know yet. The view screens aren’t working. Nothing
works. There’s only one way to find out,” the captain told her.
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“Tuk, get into your suit. Henke, you go with him. Find out what’s
outside. Kalan and Halasha, take Darat and put his remains in a
body bag. We’ll deal with a burial for him later.”
They worked hard. It didn’t take long for Opek and Calira to
determine that although the craft was badly damaged, the fires
were out. Each of them took to their stations to see if any of their
instruments had survived the crash. Reports came in, one after
another. At first inspection, most of their instruments, except their
handhelds, were a total loss.
“We’ll have to open the hatches manually,” Tuk, ready in his
suit, oxygen tank and helmet on, said. “That might not be easy if
they’re warped.”
Much to their relief, the hatch opened quite easily. Tuk and
Henke stepped into the exit chamber and closed it behind them.
Calira deftly worked her controls, stabbing at buttons with no
success. She wondered what the two men would find outside. She
took a moment to ponder what had happened.
They couldn’t get out of the path of the giant meteorite that had
hurtled toward them. It should have smashed them into a million
pieces. They had all expected to die. But there they were—all of
the crew except one—alive, with nothing more serious than some
bruises, small cuts, and aching bodies. She should be grateful, and
she was in a way, but where the hell were they?
Twenty explorer ships had left their home planet, Alishur, to
scour the galaxy to find a new home for their civilization. Their
planet was on the brink of destruction. A meteor, a hundred times
the size of Alishur, was on its way. It would shatter the planet into
oblivion. They only had months to find a suitable planet to which
they could evacuate their people. Calira hoped the other ships had
more success so her people could safely relocate. Tears welled
when she thought about her parents, her brother and two sisters,
and the rest of her family. Would she ever see them again?
The hatch opened. Tuk and Henke were back, carrying their
helmets instead of wearing them.
“So?” the commander asked tersely.
Tuk handed him his enviro meter. Opek studied the small
screen. “Mm, plenty of oxygen, heavy vegetation, life forms, some
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are mammals. What’s it like out there?”
“Hard to tell. Our craft is lodged between trees. The vegetation
is so thick and wild, we decided not to go any farther,” Henke said.
“Well, for now, let’s see if we can repair the damage. I’d like to
know which planet we’re on, which solar system it’s in. That
meteorite has thrown us so far out of our galaxy, only the gods
know where we are.” Opek turned back to his instruments.
“Most of it is beyond repair,” Calira said. “Unless we can find
help on this planet, I don’t know if our ship will ever fly again.”
Opek nodded. “The enviro meter detected life forms. Maybe a
few of us should go and find them and just hope they’re human,
not hostiles, and that they’re technologically advanced enough to
give us aid.” He stood and joined them.
“I’ll go,” Calira volunteered.
Tuk and Henke nodded. “We’ll have to shift,” Tuk said. “We
can’t navigate through the heavy vegetation in human form.” They
took their suits off, followed by their clothing.
Calira and Opek stripped. Tuk opened the hatch and waited for
the others to follow him into the exit chamber. “Leave it open so
we can get some oxygen into the ship and air out the smoke,” the
commander told Calira. The air in the craft was still heavy with
acrid smoke and it was hard to breathe. With nothing functional,
they couldn’t turn on the air cleansing system. If they’d been
forced to stay in the ship, they’d have run out of oxygen and
suffocated within a day.
Another thing to be grateful for—breathable air, Calira thought.
At least dying in a crash would have been instant. Suffocation was
not a pleasant thought. She climbed down the narrow emergency
ladder and stepped onto mossy ground. It was twilight. Above
them, an umbrella of verdant green blocked the last of the light.
They stood close to the trunk of a giant tree and closed their eyes.
Within seconds, four snow-white cats, at least four feet in height at
the shoulder, were ready to explore.
Calira looked at her surroundings. Tuk and Henke hadn’t been
kidding when they’d said the vegetation was heavy. Always a
lover of nature, she admired the foreign plants and shrubbery.
Some leaves were so big, a human could sleep on one. Looking up
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at their ship, she saw how badly damaged the exterior was. Two
giant trees had broken the fall as the ship had crashed through the
thick foliage and branches. It was wedged firmly between the trees,
resting on several very thick branches.
Follow me, Opek ordered. His voice communicated into her
thoughts.
Calira always loved the feeling of freedom as a cat, the ability
to move fast, to defeat enemies easily. She eagerly followed Opek
into the thick shrubbery.
As they moved on, she took in everything around her, the
strange plants, flowers, ferns, and vines. Opek stopped for a
moment to relieve himself. The scent would lead them back to
their ship. They would all take turns doing this during their trek
through the forest.
Calira held her breath for a moment. The male pheromones that
emanated from her mates never failed to turn her on. Even through
the seriousness of their situation, she felt twinges of desire, but she
quickly squashed them. How could she want to mate right now?
And with whom? Before they’d left on their mission, she’d met a
man whom she felt could be her future mate. Now, unless they
were able to find help to repair their ship, he was lost to her
forever.
They continued as fast as they could, often scattering flocks of
multi-colored birds. Some were small or medium sized, others
were huge. Calira pushed down the desire to chase some of the
larger ones. She wondered if they were edible. Their normal fare
mainly consisted of greens, nuts, fruit, fish and fowl. Wherever this
place was, it was beautiful in its primitive untouched state. She’d
never seen anything like it, not on any of the planets they’d visited.
They ran and walked for hours, sometimes climbing trees and
transferring from tree to tree if the vegetation was too thick near
the ground. Here and there, Calira spotted small dots of sky high
above, a blue sky, as opposed to their own yellow sky.
I hear the sound of people, Opek said and stopped. Slow down
and move forward carefully. We don’t know if they’re friendly and
we don’t want to show ourselves in this form. We know nothing
about this planet or its species.
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They crept forward on their bellies until they saw a small
clearing with a number of crude dwellings. Calira gasped. Yes,
there were people, but hardly the kind they’d hoped to find. Their
bodies were much like their own human form, except they were
much smaller. Their skin was a copper hue with strange black
symbols painted on their faces, their bodies and limbs, and their
hair was matted and black. They were naked and looked dirty. The
men had white protrusions growing from their nostrils. Children
played in various areas. Women were busy with large green leaves,
berries and what looked like fruits. Some of them had a suckling
on their hip.
They watched for a while from behind their shelter of
vegetation, their white fur changing to match the green foliage that
hid them. Their chameleon-like ability to change color according
to their surroundings had always served them well during missions
and explorations.
Suddenly, a small group of men entered the village. Drums
thundered, the sound echoing into the forest. Several men dragged
the body of a man by his feet to the center of the village. The
women pounced on the dead man and within seconds hacked off
pieces of flesh. One of the women opened the stomach cavity and
dug deep inside. Fresh blood covered their hands and arms.
Entrails were thrown casually aside. Calira shuddered.
Primitive and savage, she said. And they’re cannibals. I wonder
if there are more advanced humans on this planet.
We’ll have to explore further. I detect some of our crew outside
the ship. I’ve sent them a message of our findings and that we may
not be back for a while, Opek told them.
They could speak to each other, but they could also turn off the
ability for all to hear. Opek’s message to the crew was a private
one.
Darkness was upon them suddenly. The forest became alive
with other sounds than birds—the sounds of predators. Calira
wasn’t afraid. She and her people were big enough to put the fear
of the gods into most creatures.
They climbed up a tree and lay on its branches to rest for the
night. I see one that’s like us, except it’s black and much smaller,
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