Isaak
IsaakEver since I first heard of a human female at Omega Dome, I’d been intrigued. Concerned. Perhaps deep down, I’d thought I would save her.
Fark.
FarkI could see clearly now that the second I saw Zara for the first time, it was me who was being saved. Saved from a life alone. A life without a home. Without a family. Without… love.
Zara, the cranky, feisty, wild female had shown me that the life I had was as empty as the sectors of space I’d been roaming. Maybe I had been the space pirate she’d called me.
A rebel. Rogue. Wild, myself.
Untamed.
No longer. Like Zenos, I was bewitched and, fark, besotted by an Earthling. The guy was so big, making an Atlan beast almost seem like a toddler, and yet Ivy had him on his knees. And he was happy to be there.
farkThe sight of Council
