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Captain Dorian Kanakor, Prillon Warrior, Coalition ReCon Shuttle
I grabbed Captain Seth Mills by the wrist in my anger, but as I expected of a warrior, he pulled away and stepped close to confront me. He was nearly as tall as I, large for a human. And his strange blue eyes blazed with challenge.
And pain.
A pain I shared every day.
“What the f**k, Dorian?” Seth scowled at me, his voice carrying over the small number of warriors huddled around us. We were all sweat soaked and covered in grime from hours of battle on the freighter. But the room was almost silent as my crew and his ReCon team waited to see what was about to happen.
It wasn’t often the commander himself connected with us. Hell, it was even less often that one of us was assigned a bride.
“I need to speak with you, Mill
