The Alien Commander Tried to Move the Cubs She Didn't Even Need to

The alien commander raised his hand to issue the order, and six apex predator cubs turned their heads away from him, and toward the human. Not because of the weapons, not because of the armored battalions waiting beyond the blast doors. But because the human girl hadn't said a word, commander's zeartile of the coalition suppression fleet felt the moment slide down his spine like ice. The cubs, Vile-Reth juveniles bred for conquest, bonded only through dominance hierarchies older than recorded space, sat unmoving at the human's feet. The Cubs growled, not loud, not threatening final.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/little-scifi-stories-on-the-go--7033804/support.