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Captain Alarr, Trixon Pleasure Resort, Planet Viken
I watched the other two pace and crack their knuckles in anger just outside of Doctor Helion’s view. His face filled my comm screen, and his scowl was ever-present, even from thousands of light-years away. I’d contacted him the moment I’d received word of my match, and we’d been speaking in circles for the past few minutes. Doctor Helion was our commander on this mission and our only I.C. contact. He also had absolutely no sympathy and no respect for the sacred right of a male to protect his mate and family.
None.
Fuck.
“Listen, Helion—” I began, trying to get it through his hard head that I wasn’t going to risk my mate, and she hadn’t even arrived yet. But she would. Soon. My perfect, matched mate would arrive at this remote locat
