child.”
Creepy old pervert. “ Soulet actually agreed to mate with him?”
“She had no choice. A mating agreement was signed.”
Hank groaned, a deep, shattered sound, and shuddered in release.
Soulet threw her head back and howled. “Mine.”
“That agreement isn’t worth the paper it’s written on now.”
“A valid point,” Zarek drawled grimly.
“Mine!” Soulet cried again and collapsed on Hank.
Thank God they were finally done. “How upset will Kall be?”
“He will demand Soulet’s death.”
Outrage shot through me. “He can do that?”
“It’s within his rights, but she’s mine now. I will not allow Kall to harm her,” Zarek responded.
“You know, sometimes I really like you.”
“I’m speechless at the honor,” Zarek said drily.
Hank rudely dumped Soulet on the ground. “What the hell just happened?”
“We are mated,” Soulet exclaimed in obvious satisfaction.
“The hell we are.”
I handed Hank his battle suit. “I’m afraid it’s true.”
Hank squawked, “What? I didn’t agree to it.”
“Welcome to my world,” I said sarcastically.
Baring her teeth in a snarl, Soulet growled, “Being my mate is a great honor.”
“One I didn’t want or ask for,” Hank retorted.
Zarek interrupted, his voice soft and menacing, “Enough! Have you forgotten your mission? Keeping Kaylee and her son safe?”
Hank paled and dropped to one knee. “My apologies, my lord.”
Soulet flinched and scrambled into her battle suit.
“Kaylee gave birth alone and unguarded,” Zarek said, his tone lethal.
“But, the Tai-Kok attacked us,” Soulet protested.
“A fight you could have simply avoided by teleporting away,” Zarek answered coldly.
Hank shot Soulet an “I told you so” look.
“Everything turned out okay, sir,” I inserted quickly.
With a steely authority, the Overlord snapped, “Did I ask for your input?”
“No, sir.” I gulped.
Zarek turned his attention back to my bodyguards. “I’m needed back at the battle zone. If you let anything happen to Kaylee or my grandson, you will not like the consequences. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, my lord,” Soulet and Hank said in unison.
“Good.”
I let out a breath of relief when Zarek vanished from my mind. “He’s gone. You’re safe.”
Hank snorted. “Safe? Hardly.” He grabbed his laser rifle. “I’m going on patrol.”
Soulet scowled crossly. “We need to talk.”
“No. We don’t.” Buck naked, he started for the entrance.
I held up his battle suit. “Uh, Hank, you might need this.”
He turned, sighed, and marched back to me. “Thanks.”
Flashing him a mental picture of Grandpa Gargoyle, I added, “Be careful. He’s very fast and a tad bit pissed off.”
“Good. I need something to kill.” He vanished.
Soulet calmed herself with a visible effort and blurted out, “Are all Coletti penises like his?”
“Say what?”
“Are all Coletti penises like his?”
Oh my God, she did want to discuss Hank’s man-parts. “Pretty much.”
“They are small but surprisingly effective.”
Huh? I guess since her brother, Tihar, was hung like a bull elephant, that was what she was used to seeing. “Whatever you do, never ever tell Hank he’s too small.”
Soulet’s shoulders sagged. “Hank is very angry with me.”
“You did spring the whole ‘you’re my mate’ thing on him. Coletti warriors don’t like surprises.”
“He will adjust to being Askole.”
Oh, crap. “Have you thought that it might be the other way around? The Coletti DNA would overcome the Askole DNA, and presto pop. You’re Coletti, like me.”
Her eyes widened in horror. “I would become puny?”
A laugh broke from me. “No. You will never be pint-size, but look on the bright side. You’d be able to teleport. Plus, that old creep, Kall, will never be able to lay a finger on you.”
Soulet shuddered. “His touch made me want to slit my own throat.”
I caught fleeting memories of sagging gray
Creepy old pervert. “ Soulet actually agreed to mate with him?”
“She had no choice. A mating agreement was signed.”
Hank groaned, a deep, shattered sound, and shuddered in release.
Soulet threw her head back and howled. “Mine.”
“That agreement isn’t worth the paper it’s written on now.”
“A valid point,” Zarek drawled grimly.
“Mine!” Soulet cried again and collapsed on Hank.
Thank God they were finally done. “How upset will Kall be?”
“He will demand Soulet’s death.”
Outrage shot through me. “He can do that?”
“It’s within his rights, but she’s mine now. I will not allow Kall to harm her,” Zarek responded.
“You know, sometimes I really like you.”
“I’m speechless at the honor,” Zarek said drily.
Hank rudely dumped Soulet on the ground. “What the hell just happened?”
“We are mated,” Soulet exclaimed in obvious satisfaction.
“The hell we are.”
I handed Hank his battle suit. “I’m afraid it’s true.”
Hank squawked, “What? I didn’t agree to it.”
“Welcome to my world,” I said sarcastically.
Baring her teeth in a snarl, Soulet growled, “Being my mate is a great honor.”
“One I didn’t want or ask for,” Hank retorted.
Zarek interrupted, his voice soft and menacing, “Enough! Have you forgotten your mission? Keeping Kaylee and her son safe?”
Hank paled and dropped to one knee. “My apologies, my lord.”
Soulet flinched and scrambled into her battle suit.
“Kaylee gave birth alone and unguarded,” Zarek said, his tone lethal.
“But, the Tai-Kok attacked us,” Soulet protested.
“A fight you could have simply avoided by teleporting away,” Zarek answered coldly.
Hank shot Soulet an “I told you so” look.
“Everything turned out okay, sir,” I inserted quickly.
With a steely authority, the Overlord snapped, “Did I ask for your input?”
“No, sir.” I gulped.
Zarek turned his attention back to my bodyguards. “I’m needed back at the battle zone. If you let anything happen to Kaylee or my grandson, you will not like the consequences. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, my lord,” Soulet and Hank said in unison.
“Good.”
I let out a breath of relief when Zarek vanished from my mind. “He’s gone. You’re safe.”
Hank snorted. “Safe? Hardly.” He grabbed his laser rifle. “I’m going on patrol.”
Soulet scowled crossly. “We need to talk.”
“No. We don’t.” Buck naked, he started for the entrance.
I held up his battle suit. “Uh, Hank, you might need this.”
He turned, sighed, and marched back to me. “Thanks.”
Flashing him a mental picture of Grandpa Gargoyle, I added, “Be careful. He’s very fast and a tad bit pissed off.”
“Good. I need something to kill.” He vanished.
Soulet calmed herself with a visible effort and blurted out, “Are all Coletti penises like his?”
“Say what?”
“Are all Coletti penises like his?”
Oh my God, she did want to discuss Hank’s man-parts. “Pretty much.”
“They are small but surprisingly effective.”
Huh? I guess since her brother, Tihar, was hung like a bull elephant, that was what she was used to seeing. “Whatever you do, never ever tell Hank he’s too small.”
Soulet’s shoulders sagged. “Hank is very angry with me.”
“You did spring the whole ‘you’re my mate’ thing on him. Coletti warriors don’t like surprises.”
“He will adjust to being Askole.”
Oh, crap. “Have you thought that it might be the other way around? The Coletti DNA would overcome the Askole DNA, and presto pop. You’re Coletti, like me.”
Her eyes widened in horror. “I would become puny?”
A laugh broke from me. “No. You will never be pint-size, but look on the bright side. You’d be able to teleport. Plus, that old creep, Kall, will never be able to lay a finger on you.”
Soulet shuddered. “His touch made me want to slit my own throat.”
I caught fleeting memories of sagging gray
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