Willow, Somewhere in Sector 438
The smile nearly fell from my lips as the sharp pain of transport lingered, my entire body tingling and burning, feeling like my foot did when waking up after I’d sat on it for an hour. Not pleasant. Luckily, the sensation didn’t last long. Hopefully, I wouldn’t need to transport often. Not fun.
“Lady Helion. Welcome aboard.”
I gave myself a moment to settle—and make sure I could still move all of my very present and accounted for limbs—before turning to face a large Atlan warlord, covered head to toe in battle armor. I looked around, eager to see him. Them. My mates.
himThem. The Atlan transport officer was the only other person in the room.
Where was my mate? And my second?
Welcome aboard. Lady Helion. His greeting finally registered. “Thank you.”
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