were familiar to him. It could hold up to fifteen passengers but it wasn’t really made for living in. That would explain the tents in back that came into view as they walked closer. Razar held out an arm to stop him. “Follow my lead, Brother. If she’s here, we will get her back but we need them alive.” He nodded, his throat too dry for him to speak.
They continued closer and the scent of humans and some of mixed blood hit them. Once they sifted through the scents Bernie’s jumped out at him. His mate was here and from her scent thankfully unharmed. There was no controlling his demon. He could feel his skin grow tight and a slight burn rushed through him. His fangs burst out of his gums and his claws popped out on top of his usual nails. Already tall he was now at least a foot taller, much broader, and his skin turned an amethyst that matched his mating mark. He could feel the small nubs on his forehead, they were the remnants of the horns ancient demons had worn with pride. There were many myths about how they had lost them, but no one knew for sure.
All this took place in a matter of seconds, and once it was done he leaped forward ready to reclaim his special one. A roar, scary and deep, came from his throat. It was instinct not any conscious thought that called it forth. He tore through the camp finally reaching the last tent which was the one that contained his mate.
Jumping through the open flap, his wild eyes searched for her. She sat calmly in the chair looking at him. “Glendar?” She gasp in recognition.
How had she recognized him? It must be the mating bond. A merc sat in a chair across from her looking at him warily. “You know him, Bernie?”
Glendar growled at the familiarity the male showed to his mate. He was considering twisting his head off when Razar came into the tent and squeezed his arm to let him know he was there. “What are you doing here, Cash?” Razar ask the merc.
“It seems I’m here getting into a lot of trouble because I was lied to. I’m sorry I ever came here, believe me.” Cash vowed as he ran his hands through his hair roughly.
Glendar recognized it as a sign of agitation. This man was nervous and he expected to be punished. His demon dismissed the man as Razar’s problem and he moved over to his mate. Bernie stood and moved right up to him and stroked his arm in a calming fashion. He made a noise almost like a whimper which embarrassed him because Razar and Cash both looked at him in surprise. What was wrong with responding to his female? Her touch was heavenly. His demon slowly backed off until he turned back into himself.
“Oh, my God, Glendar! You’re back to your other self.” Bernie said as she threw herself into his arms.
“It’s time to come clean completely!” Razar said as he stared at Cash.
Cash sighed. “Yeah, I know. Let’s all sit down and talk this out.”
Glendar sat next to his mate, Cash sat across from them and Razar was on Glendar’s left. A few of Cash’s men and one woman made it in to sit on the floor around them. They may have been there for moral support, curiosity, or to follow whatever orders Cash might give even if it as suicide. Glendar suppressed the growl that threatened to rise.
With Razar staring at him expectantly, Cash cleared his throat. “You may or may not be aware that when I and my associates started out, it was on Earth 2.”
“I had heard but I didn’t know.” Razar admitted.
“We had a hard time but found a niche doing enforcement for the government. Some of the jobs were questionable, but they never crossed the line this job did. As far as I knew, Smith never lied although he was the king of leaving out information. Our business grew and soon we were on several planets and eventually many. Our old attachments were never left behind completely, loyalty and all that. Smith hadn’t approached us in weeks. He came to us with a strong need. A female had escaped into the mating games program and she was a
They continued closer and the scent of humans and some of mixed blood hit them. Once they sifted through the scents Bernie’s jumped out at him. His mate was here and from her scent thankfully unharmed. There was no controlling his demon. He could feel his skin grow tight and a slight burn rushed through him. His fangs burst out of his gums and his claws popped out on top of his usual nails. Already tall he was now at least a foot taller, much broader, and his skin turned an amethyst that matched his mating mark. He could feel the small nubs on his forehead, they were the remnants of the horns ancient demons had worn with pride. There were many myths about how they had lost them, but no one knew for sure.
All this took place in a matter of seconds, and once it was done he leaped forward ready to reclaim his special one. A roar, scary and deep, came from his throat. It was instinct not any conscious thought that called it forth. He tore through the camp finally reaching the last tent which was the one that contained his mate.
Jumping through the open flap, his wild eyes searched for her. She sat calmly in the chair looking at him. “Glendar?” She gasp in recognition.
How had she recognized him? It must be the mating bond. A merc sat in a chair across from her looking at him warily. “You know him, Bernie?”
Glendar growled at the familiarity the male showed to his mate. He was considering twisting his head off when Razar came into the tent and squeezed his arm to let him know he was there. “What are you doing here, Cash?” Razar ask the merc.
“It seems I’m here getting into a lot of trouble because I was lied to. I’m sorry I ever came here, believe me.” Cash vowed as he ran his hands through his hair roughly.
Glendar recognized it as a sign of agitation. This man was nervous and he expected to be punished. His demon dismissed the man as Razar’s problem and he moved over to his mate. Bernie stood and moved right up to him and stroked his arm in a calming fashion. He made a noise almost like a whimper which embarrassed him because Razar and Cash both looked at him in surprise. What was wrong with responding to his female? Her touch was heavenly. His demon slowly backed off until he turned back into himself.
“Oh, my God, Glendar! You’re back to your other self.” Bernie said as she threw herself into his arms.
“It’s time to come clean completely!” Razar said as he stared at Cash.
Cash sighed. “Yeah, I know. Let’s all sit down and talk this out.”
Glendar sat next to his mate, Cash sat across from them and Razar was on Glendar’s left. A few of Cash’s men and one woman made it in to sit on the floor around them. They may have been there for moral support, curiosity, or to follow whatever orders Cash might give even if it as suicide. Glendar suppressed the growl that threatened to rise.
With Razar staring at him expectantly, Cash cleared his throat. “You may or may not be aware that when I and my associates started out, it was on Earth 2.”
“I had heard but I didn’t know.” Razar admitted.
“We had a hard time but found a niche doing enforcement for the government. Some of the jobs were questionable, but they never crossed the line this job did. As far as I knew, Smith never lied although he was the king of leaving out information. Our business grew and soon we were on several planets and eventually many. Our old attachments were never left behind completely, loyalty and all that. Smith hadn’t approached us in weeks. He came to us with a strong need. A female had escaped into the mating games program and she was a
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