Feral Series IV: Feral Fallout

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Author: Skhye Moncrief
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afterward?
    Somebody cleared his throat behind me.
    Christ. I shoved away from Wrank's pinched blue gaze that rolled to lock on our company, and I spun on my boot's heel.
    The commander.
    Holy shit. I wasn't studying the ship's electrical system with Wrank's biological system regardless of how electrifying the Luvk Lord was.
    Goro's massive build was as intimidating as his deep voice that barely rated a whisper when he spoke. So was his quasi-frown. “Have you finished studying the ship's electrical system?"
    He accused me of shirking my duty. “No, sir.” I whirled like an idiot, skirted Wrank's knee, and searched the space for a tool. Anything to look busy without big gorgeous sexy legs in my way.
    Damn my non-existent sex life. It had me panting over an alien, looking the fool to my commanding officer.
    "Lord Wrank, shouldn't you be sitting through Interspecies Ethics?"
    Every cell in my body cringed.
    Not good. My fault. I shouldn't have stopped working to snuggle up to the big Tiger. What was wrong with me?
    Wrank grabbed my toolbox, hefted it, offering me a place to focus, and I blindly snatched something hard and long, Gods phallic , from the tools to appear as if my mind returned to my duty.
    "Yes, commander.” Wrank set the box on the console and left.
    The squeaking leather of his boots quickly faded into silence.
    "I need you to finish, Theone. It's imperative you understand the inner workings of this ship. One day, it just might save your life."
    "Yes, sir.” I stabbed my wrench underneath the open console to appear to have my mind back on track. Although, getting reamed for wasting time kissing pretty much would consume my thoughts for the rest of the day.
    Just focus on save my life .
    What in the hell am I doing with this wrench?
    M'yote could have thrown his head back and laughed with absolute joy when his student finally focused her Handler power through her fingertips into the red leaf she touched.
    Cassie peered sideways at me. “Wow. It worked. The wilt just vanished. Crazy. I'm beyond amazed."
    She'd have to just accept she could alter the natural state of substances at the molecular level without dissecting the matter or placing it inside high-tech equipment for computer analysis. “You'll grow accustomed to the sensation as time passes. Practice as often as you can here on the plants. Because the day quickly approaches when you will face laying your hand upon a person. Or altering the operation of a space vessel. I've even altered energy beams to save myself from injury. You don't want to be caught off guard."
    "Alright.” She rose and faced me squarely. “How long did it take you to feel comfortable reigning over the elements?"
    A Handler couldn't allow himself to grow weak where temptation would outweigh the best choice for the greater good. “One day, you will find invoking the power within yourself is like breathing. Simple. But never allow yourself to find comfort and drop your guard, Cassie. This power you and I have is an extremely rare form of psychic healing. We must protect all life from using this power against others for personal gain."
    "How many Handlers are out there now?"
    Sadly, almost three-thousand years of the Blood Wars forced them into hiding. Voldon would have used them to increase the size of his holdings on the universe with mind control. “No one truly knows. My mentor is the only one I have met during my four-hundred years of existence. It is rumored there are a handful in the universe at any given moment."
    She practically sputtered an exhalation and wagged her head.
    What thoughts brought her to such an open display of disrespect? “What's wrong?"
    She locked her shocked gaze on me. “This is insane. I'm just a biologist. I don't understand how I woke up to learn I was something so unique."
    That's just the way things are. She'd digest the shock and move on to embrace Destiny. Especially now that I'd finished her training. My portion of the bargain was complete.

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