It was just supposed to be a normal shift at the gas station. And then the spaceship landed. “People of Earth.” His voice was a deep, resonant rumble. “I am Prince Kerr Litiara the Third. He who devours your heart and smiles about it later. The leader of the Northlands and protectors of its peoples on Kagethi. And I am here for one reason.” He swept his cloak back dramatically and pointed at the lot of us. “I demand you turn over to me the human known as Jennifer Louise Tiller…now.” Jackson squeaked, and I shrank back against the pump. A mayfly landed on my head, and I barely even noticed. The big cat man with the scary looking ray gun was looking for me. Oh man, I’m about to be cat food.