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her?
He lifted one side of his mouth a fract ion and thought it a very good
question.
Word of her attempted escape would spread like wild fire to the crew of the
Miramid. It
would probably be viewed with varying negative pre-conceptions, which he began
to tick
off to himself. His mate intended escape; if he could not control his female,
what did that
say of him as a leader; he had made the wrong decision in bringing the earth
women here
and then lifemating with one; it had led th em into another conf rontation
with their
enemies& the list could go on and on. It had been difficult to persuade many
of his
people that this represented an essential course of action. Many just wanted
to try to find
a cure for the virus and restore fertility to their females. They actively
pursued that
option, of course; indeed, Carpov and Ange l worked around the clock on the
planet
Jasper, the only inhabited planet of the three available for their survival.
The Jasperi,
though not particularly advanced technically, and all but defenseless
militarily, had given
up their main laboratory and three of their top scientists to assist in a cure
and antidote for
what they had labeled FIS, Female Infertil ity Syndrome. Even if they came up
with a
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cure, it may not save him now from political ruin. He would lose face. His
enemies
would rejoice. And what of Ca t? Would she stay with him in disgrace or
choose to go
back to her home planet and her former way of life, but without her friends?
Cat waited for him to speak but how to explain? Maybe he would go with her
and
live on Earth for the remainder of their lives. He was weary of the
responsibility and pain
of watching his people suffer. Walki ng away seemed suddenly an irresistible
temptation& however, one he w ould never take voluntarily. His commitment to
his
people ran far too deep and ingrained to let him give up his
responsibilities. He would
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stand and fight his enemies in whatever form they took and Catarina would
remain by his
side to assist him.
"How are you feeling, Catarina? Are you rested?" he whispered with a self-
deprecatory smirk. He knew he had confused her with his reacti on; he
himself was
confused at his behavior. He should be railing at her, punishing her for her
actions but he
could not bring himself to do so. He was the one at fault. He had not told
her of his
status as leader of his peopl e, had not spoken to her of th e sensitive
political situation
created by the Dargon virus, had not even brought home the significance of
the mating
mark on her neck. If he had explained thes e things, the current situation,
most likely,
would not have arisen. He had miscalculated once again.
"I am feeling decidedly confused. Why did Prolinc force this on my arm; he
told
me it was permanent, that it couldn't be removed. What is it for?" she
finished in a
breathless rush. She knew he r actions had caused problems, she just
couldn't figure out
how. She played a very small pawn in a ve ry large game. How could anything
she did
hurt him in any way? And she wanted to be held and reassured, if he could
read her
mind, how could he not know that, and if he kne w but didn't want to hold her,
what did
that mean? She peered up at him looking for answers.
He gave her one of his rare smiles and encircled her with his arms, his
warmth,
and his scent. She hugged him back fiercely, pressing her face into his hard
chest. He
whisper-purred her name and when she looked up to meet his gaze, he cradled
her head
with one large hand and lowered his lips to hers in a mind shattering,
open-mouthed kiss.
He kissed her as he had never kissed he r before, with warmth, intense
passion,
tenderness. The tenderness was new. She re veled in it. When he broke the
kiss, she
groaned in protest and then heard a small choir of chuckles coming from
behind him.
They had company. She peeked around him to see a group of unfamiliar faces.
She
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knew without being told which one was Rosi k; the rumors about him had not
been
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exaggerated, he looked sinful. Zorroc growled. She smiled.
"What is it Rosik, I am occupied," he grat ed in a voice filled with
frustration and
chagrin.
"We heard that an attempted escape, by two of your earth women, had taken
place
and decided to investigate, but as with most rumors, it proved a great
exaggeration
unless you intend to send this one to Nirvana with your attentions. I think
perhaps, she
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