Nial
Nial
I watched as the doctor approached my mate. Her defiance was beautiful to behold. I’d always imagined myself with a docile, submissive queen, but now thanked the gods and the matching process protocols for giving me such a hellion, a warrior who wasn’t afraid to fight, and wasn’t intimidated by her mates’ scars.
“No way. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she shouted at the doctor, but he ignored her protests and settled his supplies on the small partition he pulled out from the side of the table. “What kind of exam involves… those things?”
He lifted a hand to her thigh, but she bucked and fought Ander so fiercely I feared she would burst a blood vessel in her heart if we did not calm her down. The medical equipment was necessary to her survival on Prillon. Not only di
