My Possessive Alien Zolk

Chapter 22 🌘 Lizard folk

Abigail's pov.

"Here's your food Queen bitch."

The lizard that originally took me says all angry.

"Like what the fuck did I do to deserve all the disrespect lizard boy?"

"Watch your tone bitch."

"Or what?"

I eyeball him.

He fucken leans over and spits in my not so good looking food!

"Are you serious?!?"

He smirks.

"Well you can eat it your damn self or throw it out I will starve before eating lizard spat."

I turn and return to my seat or bed whatever you want to call it.

He growls.

Takes my plate and stomps away.

Good.

If that lizard fucker thinks for a second I was gonna scarf down lizard spit his IQ is seriously lacking.

I'm not that damn hungry.

Maybe just a tad.

But not that damn hungry.

"So your not eating now?"

I look over to stare down the head of the lizards.

"Naw I don't eat lizard spat."

"Why would you eat Lizard spat?"

See I'm on to this whole IQ thing.

"Uh, your lizard friend spat in my food. I'm not eating it now."

"Hmmm. Maybe you should try being nice to the ones serving you."

He tilts his head to the side.

"Not when they give me my food and call me a Queen bitch. Then I become the bitch. Understand?"

"Fine. Starve."

"You can't order him to treat me kinder or not spit in my food?"

I'm starting to get annoyed.

Ok.

I was annoyed hours ago.

Now their poking at the bitch.

"No. He is my best warrior he won't do anything too bad."

Hua?

What's he mean?

"What do you mean by not too bad?"

He smirks all evil like.

I think it's more a scare tactic.

I lift an eyebrow.

Trying to emphasize it's not gonna work pal.

"Maybe you'll find out maybe you won't. Arvick is tuff to read. Sometimes his threats aren't far from the truth."

"Hum"

I think on it for a second.

I have to ask the big question.

The more important question.

"So when do you expect Zolk to arrive?"

He chuckles darkly.

"He's pursuing us now."

I swallow hard.

Lost for words.