wrong “Are you ready, my lady?” The transport officer had kind eyes. He knew where I was going. And why. I nodded.
Makayla waved good-bye as the hum of the transport pad rose from the floor like an electricity bath. The extra energy building up for my jump through space made me squirm like a shelter puppy about to be released from its cage. Finally free.
Finally free.Oh, yes. I was ready to meet my new mate.
Commander Zarren Helion.
Even his name sounded formidable.
I just knew he was going to be one hundred percent perfect.
knewperfect.* * *
Commander Zarren Helion, Intelligence Core, Black Fleet, Sector 438The Prillon warrior sitting before me bled from multiple wounds, none fatal, each strategically placed to inflict maximum pain. Lieutenant Oberon Arcas of Prillon Prime was one
