Zane—Three weeks later
Zane—Three weeks later
I returned to my quarters after another long and troublesome night reviewing the reports coming in from the front. We’d arrived at the battle zone more than a week earlier but the Hive was gaining ground. We’d lost two small freighters and one scout ship so far, but after months of zero losses, the shift in enemy tactics was not good news for my fleet.
And the news from my private life was not much better.
I was not winning the war for my bride’s heart.
Hannah had been mine for three weeks now. Dare had somehow calmed her down about her concerns for our lives, but something else lingered. She still had not vowed to accept my claim. I was running out of time. And, as usual, when I returned to my bed it was to find her wrapped around Dare, b
