ALIEN CHAMPION (FATED MATES OF THE SEA SAND WARLORDS #15) BY URSA DAX – eBook Details Online
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Long had it been since the new women had started sleeping in Gahn
Errok’s mountain. Their human shuttle was not large enough, nor did
it have enough private spaces, for all of them to sleep there
comfortably. There were tents, of course, to make more space available. But
once the new women got used to the mountain living that the Gahnala ZuhTephanie and Priya enjoyed, they had little interest in remaining in the
colder tents or the crowded shuttle.
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Thus, they had all moved into their own quarters in the mountain.
And we Sea Sand men, as their devoted chaperones, had followed.
The mated new women were spread out all over the mountain. Tok, a
Bitter Sea male used to sleeping in caves of stone, had a private allocation
to share with Taylor. The same was the case for Abby, Kohka, and their
human son, Keir. Priya stayed in Lerokan’s quarters, and the mountain
Gahnala Zuh-Tephanie slept beside Gahn Errok. Valeria and Grim were the
only ones who spent any consistent time overnight at the settlement beneath
the Vrika’s peak. The three remaining, unmated new women, Nasrin, Tilly,
and the dark-eyed, flower-skinned Fiona shared one large cave all together
beneath the stone.
It was very close to ours.
Ours, as in, the cave housing the five Sea Sand men who had travelled
here to protect them.
I was the first to awaken this morning. At least, I’d thought I was. But
as I shifted and rose from the oddly fuzzy mountain furs, I saw the glint of
Zoren’s pale pinkish-purple sight stars in the pre-dawn gloom.
I still found it very odd to sleep beside the men of other tribes. Zoren,
one of Gahn Razek’s warriors watched me, no doubt feeling the same way.
He had the typical Death Plains look about him. His face all hard angles,
everything drawn just a little too tight, his sight stars pale like the plains
he’d come from.
I gave Zoren a low grunt of greeting as I went past him into the very
strange bathing area.
I eyed the set-up with distaste. There was too much water here. Water
for pissing into, water for washing one’s skin and claws, not a stalk of
fragrant talka gel in sight. Instead, there was odd, clinging moss that sudsed
up in a slightly similar way, but it was not quite the same.
I missed the territory I had come from. The great red plains and cliffs
that Gahn Fallo ruled. The hills studded with rindla blooms and axrekal
berries. The place I was born. The place I’d always assumed my heart
would one day burn upon my funeral pyre.
I missed it.
But I did not miss it anywhere near enough to leave her.
Them, I reminded myself.
To leave them.
Blast.
I pissed and then washed my hands and claws, hissing at the shivery
feeling of water on my hide. How these mountain males could stand water
enough to not only wash with it, but submerge their entire bodies and bathe
in it, was entirely beyond me.
The new women liked water, too. They’d chirruped and cheered for the
large, natural spring in their cave, heated warm enough to bathe in. Fiona’s
face had practically glowed, her little cheeks pinkening and bunching with a
smile.
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