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truth. How specific and exact could they actually be when the ones who told
them had heard them from others and not experienced it for themselves? Surely
information got mixedup and changed. It didn’t matter
anyway, because that was a time long ago. Time had passed, war raged between
species and galaxies, and humans were all but extinct now. Now humans were
nothing more than a weak species that was at the mercy of any and all aliens
that wished to take them, use them, or simply kill them off.
    “I’ve turned the machine off anyway since your medic
cycle is complete, and over the course of the next few days your weight will
continue to increase.”
    Minka looked at his face, felt this fear settle inside of
her because of his sheer size alone, but then also felt this gratitude that he
had saved her. He could have easily left her here to die, which given that she
was a human and one of the weakest species in the galaxy, would have been far
easier for him in the long run. She couldn’t contribute to him, his brothers,
or his ship, not in any way that she could think of.
    “Once we have you settled we can explain everything
to you.”
    Explain everything to her?
    “But you’re safe, so don’t worry about that.”
    “Thank you,” she said instantly, knowing that she
had been so worried about everything else that she hadn’t said the small token
of gratitude. “I’m not sure why you saved me, but thank you anyway. I certainly
didn’t want to die, and not by a Razzora Beast.”
    He didn’t respond right away, but there was this
expression that covered his face for a split second. He nodded then, and said,
“I certainly couldn’t leave you there, not when I plan on having you as my
mate.”
    “And ours.” Another male voice came from behind her.
    Minka stared at the other two red-skinned men, and her heart stalled. When she looked
at the man named Brawn again she felt the world around her fade away. “A mate?”
    Brawn nodded. “Our mate, for the
three of us to be more specific.”
    She shook her head, not knowing what that term meant
to their kind. She knew to some species it was a term of slavery, of servitude
that pushed the “mate” to the breaking point. To other species it meant nothing
more than a vessel to procreate, to bring more bi-species into the galaxy, and
then when the “mate” had served its purpose they were discarded as nothing more
than trash. What exactly did that term mean to this breed of men? She licked
her lips, looked among the three of them again, and then catalogued the whole mate
thing in her brain for the time being. “How long have I been out?” She started
to rub at the crook of her arm where the tube had gone in, but the gel Brawn
had placed on the small puncture wound was accelerating the healing process.
    “One sunset and sunrise,” one of the other men said.
She didn’t know which one was Thorque and which one
was Lukin . But she supposed it didn’t matter anyway.
“I gave you a substantial amount of nutrients to increase your weight, but
you’ll need to supplement that weight gain by eating solid foods.” One of the
men stepped forward. “I’m Thorque by the way.”
    She didn’t respond, because frankly she didn’t know
what to say to any of this. They all looked similar in appearance, but where
Brawn had cropped hair, the one named Thorque had longer hair that brushed the tops of his broad
shoulders. The one she assumed to be named Lukin was
still leaning against the entryway in the same manner that Brawn had done when
she first woke. But Lukin’s head was shaved, and only
the lightest dusting of black hair lined his head. Either way they all
frightened her, and she was at their mercy.
    “Well, come on then, because I’m starving,” Lukin said, his gaze trained on her and the feeling that he
could see right through her ratty clothes slammed into her.
    Brawn was right beside her again and had his hand on
her arm. She jerked back, but not from fear,