No Longer On The Ship  

"Excuse me?" demanded Ba'dqeel, turning his attention away from the twitching Njeriuujk and toward his nephew. "Did you want to try that one again?"

Vi'dta stared at the older male, not backing down an inch. "I suggested that maybe she is up in the ceiling again. She knows that no one can get to her there. Maybe having four of you panting over her has made her angry. Maybe being brought away from her planet has made her angry. There are a number of reasons to choose from."

"You think my female went from fast asleep in my bed to up in a ceiling because she was pissed?" asked Ba'dqeel incredulously, unable to believe what he was hearing. He knew that he had a long way to go with learning everything about his mate… but he didn't see her doing that.

In the med lab, she was terrified and did everything she could to get away. But she wasn't angry. When she was angry, she would tell them what was going on.