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of. There was something else in her moisture. Strength, character, and will. Those traits made his shield take note.
    Huck punched in new coordinates. There was a place he could take Becky before they went to Cobra. Watching his parents together hadn’t prepared Huck for human females. Both his parents were Tonan. Because of his evil side no one assumed he would mate or want to. He had been wrong about females. Nothing he learned about human females in the last few years prepared him to mate. His mate wasn’t supposed to cower from him and have him soothe her. The human females who were on the last ship with him weren’t at all what a mate was supposed to behave like. They were prisoners, plain and simple. A mate was different; a mate was, well, a mate.
    Well, how the hell was I supposed to know?

Chapter 3
    Becky looked up as the Tonan came into the room, his shield was down. He hadn’t shrunk any since their last encounter. For a large being, he moved with a predator’s easy gait. She sighed; she was wet but no longer reeking of the disgusting stench. Those filthy bird wolf beings would make a skunk scream in terror. The water was no longer flowing in the stall. Her cheek rested on the clear wall of the shower, she was exhausted. Time had no meaning in space, for all she knew she could have sat there for hours. Her insides were so messed up from jet lag, or perhaps shuttle lag, that she could have slept for days if she wasn’t so worried.
    Naked, I’m naked with an alien warrior.
    It was then she noted the warrior had material in his hands, and when the door opened he dropped them on her.
    “When you come out, you will eat.”
    “What if I don’t want to eat?”
    “Then you can watch me eat.”
    When he left, she uncurled from the ball she was in, left the stall and dressed. The shirt he’d given her was a tube. It covered her boobs to her midriff leaving her shoulders and belly bare. The shorts were ass hugging but flexible, the material moved with her. Everything she wore was grey.
    “Figures.”
    Becky had a lot of time to think while soaking, and she did soak. Her skin pruned. At least she didn’t stink anymore. She wandered over to a wall and slumped. Her captor didn’t want her dead. He moved like a cheetah when he needed to. When the creatures attacked, she thought he’d abandon her. Chivalry wasn’t mentioned in the same sentence as Tonan. Now it was apparent he wanted to talk to her. Why, she had no clue. He wasn’t going to scare her—he might confuse her to death.
    His reasoning was odd. He wanted to mate with her to belong to a race she was positive he warred with. She had no idea a Tonan mated, sex yes, but if what he was saying was true, it meant he wanted to keep her. No man, male, wanted to keep her after they got to know her, let alone bring up the subject of marriage or in his case, mating.
    Becky knew she was a nightmare on feet. The Tonan was a heavy bastard; the creature was heavier. Her arm ached, and she guessed she tore a muscle. There was redness and swelling near the elbow, and the spot was warm to the touch. A dumb move on her part. Tonans were a lot stronger than she gave them credit for. Then again, this was the first one she’d gotten up close and personal with.
    After hurting her arm, Becky was concerned, especially when the beast’s reinforcements showed up. If the Tonan hadn’t tossed her over a shoulder, she’d be dead. He was also the reason she was there on the planet. They were going to have a problem; she had no fear of him. She should, really, he was a monster.
    “Well?”
    Becky jumped when the Tonan appeared.
    “I’m thinking.”
    “Eat and think. I hear human females are pros at multi-tasking.”
    “I’m not afraid of you.”
    “Good.”
    Huh?
    He left. Becky was too curious; she scrambled to her feet and raced after him to the room where the bed was. A table was pulled out. The room was unimpressive; the table hadn’t been there before so she wondered