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sense."
    "Prall wives live on one of our moons where they are protected from a deadly microorganism. But they are not females born to Prall. They are women from other worlds who have fallen in love with Prall warriors and chosen to embrace our way of life. As humble as it is.” He nodded, humbly.
    Although, he might be playing me. I don't care for being someone's fool.
    M'yote's blue gaze locked back on me. “My brother is held captive by the beings who annihilated all females on our planet and made it impossible for our warriors’ extraterrestrial mates to give birth to live female offspring. We are at the mercy of those who would take pity on the few humble warriors who remain.” He bowed his head, beautiful braids sliding, and must have said a silent prayer for the amount of time he sat in that position.
    "Uh, M'yote, if you're waiting on me to do something so you can rise, you'll have to tell me what it is, because I know nothing about your culture."
    He turned a humored gaze back to mine. “You think like a politician."
    If he only knew what I had to do to survive missions back home. “If I didn't, I would have been eaten alive a long time ago."
    "I can answer any of your questions. Anything about my home world and the war. But first I want to tell you what we can do to give you your blood mate."
    Okay. My heart's not thrashing to leap into space. Good sign. Yes, let's discuss Wrank. “What?"
    "On my home world, brothers share a mate—a female.” His gaze begged I watch him.
    Begged I listen. But my mind was debating between thinking shit, run and damn, Goro, the bastard for leaving me to this madness with a stranger . Not to mention M'yote's brother was blue too. “And?"
    "My brother and I are the only two siblings left from my father. So you would have two mates on Prall."
    Uh, what about Wrank? Did I want to think anymore?
    "But, what about three?” M'yote asked.
    No. I so don't want two. “You said you only have one brother."
    M'yote nodded very slowly twice. “Yes, but your Wrank could be the third. I agree for my brother to accept him as a favor to you for your assistance in liberating the king."
    Why didn't my brain care he was talking? Why didn't my brain produce any rational or freaked-out thought? And why was M'yote still talking? “Excuse me,” I interrupted.
    His mask metamorphosed into one of encouragement with arched pale-blue eyebrows. “Yes?"
    "Okay, first of all, women on my planet have one mate. As far as I know. But don't expect me to alter my perspective if someone comes up with an example of women who have multiple husbands.” God, did I sound like an idiot? “Anyway, why do I have to have three mates? Why can't you and your brother find a different woman? Why me?"
    "It was ultimately your commander's choice. Orders. If you and I survive, I can treat you to this one luxury without your refusal of orders. Goro doesn't need to know until we've dealt with bringing Wrank into the clan."
    If he thought for one minute that I'd just roll over and sleep because he told me to, he was wrong. I'd play dead instead. When all was said and done, I'd return to Luvk and take Wrank as my blood mate per M'yote's promise. And then M'yote could go home with his brother. Without me. “Sounds like a plan."
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Cybernetics... “a way of thinking about ways of thinking.” Larry Richards
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Chapter Three
    I spent the better part of both days en route to planet Treusch where the !Dakos detained political prisoners with M'yote inundating me in details pertaining to both Prall and !Dakos cultures as we sat staring out the helm's viewport toward the never-ending blackness of space broken only with pinpricks of light.
    Nothing altered my goals from planning to mate solely with Wrank though. Little did M'yote realize. So, I just scrutinized my extraterrestrial guide and leader, who I now refer to as Cap'n Bluebeard, with the interest of a