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“Do you not understand, Raahosh? You’re my life. You’re my reason for living. When those aliens took us away from everything, I felt…lost. I’m not lost when I’m with you. I’m happy.” I touch his cheek. “I’m complete.” “My mate,” he murmurs. “My Liz. My everything.” “All yours,” I tell him. And it’s the truth. As long as I’m with Raahosh, the world can snow all it wants, the tribe can pile all the work they want on us, and we can sleep in the hunter caves. As long as I’m with him, I’m happy.”

“My brother Sessah races forward, and I grab him just as he flings himself at Lilah and I. I swing him in the air, grinning. “Little brother, do not knock down my mate!” “I want to say hello,” he calls out, waving happily at Li-lah. He makes a new gesture, one that makes my heart swell with pride. Welcome home, he signs to Li-lah, and then looks at me. “Did I do it right?” I rumple his messy hair and set him down. “You did well.”

“There are two big alien men standing at the large, triangular mouth of the cave, and my Raahosh is easy to recognize. It’s not just the one busted horn and the scars that cover one side of his face that give him a permanent scowl. It’s the way he carries himself, like he’s got a stick up his ass. His back is ramrod straight and his shoulders tight and set like he wants to fight anyone and everyone. It’s so fucking hot.”

“Just so you know, most kisses don’t end up like that.” He chuckles. “I suspected as much.” He pats my back with one enormous hand, like he would a child. “You do not have to explain anything to me, Tee-fah-nee. I am happy simply to be the male you chose to spend the day with.” “I…cried all over you.” “Mmm. You were emotional. There are many bad memories in your head.” His hand resumes stroking my back. “It will take more than one afternoon to make them go silent.”

“You think you can unchoose resonance?” “I’m willing to give it a shot,” I retort. “You may say what you want, but you are wrong. You think there is nothing worse than resonating to me? I know what is worse. The silence in your chest when your mate is gone.” His words are rough with anger. “And you would do that to me a second time?”

“Liz giggles. “Oh my god, you are so cute.” The base of my horns grows hot. “I am a hunter. We are not cute. We are strong. Brave. Fearless. We—” I pause as she lifts her small foot into the air. “What are you doing?” “Can you rub my foot? It’s cold and your hands are warm.” I take her foot and begin to rub it, caressing the small whitish-pink toes and kneading the sole. “As I was saying—”

“You can tell me another Star War.” “There’s only one,” Liz says, exasperated. “And I’ve told it to you already.” “But you love it, so tell it again.” Her eyes flare with pleasure as she glances back at me. “You want to hear it again? Really?” “I like the things you like,” I tell her simply, and hold her tight.”

“The word is guttural, almost swallowed in is throat. I try to repeat it. “Rooookh.” He snorts and taps his chest again. “Rukh.” “Oh, are you going to correct me, then?” My mouth curls up in a half smile. “Then let’s start with my name. It’s Harlow. Not Ar-loh. Ha-r-low. Ha in front. Like ha ha ha ha.” I repeat the sound. “Ha ha ha,” he echoes. “Ha ha ha-ar-loh.” I giggle. “You’re terrible at this.”

“My furs are also full of plants. Intisar leaves. The weird hraku that has the tasty, candy-like seeds. Three-leaf plants, which are good for tea. Herbs of all kinds. Branches from the eyelash-like pink trees. All kinds of plants. These people really don’t grasp the mistletoe concept. I laugh as I push the blankets off my legs and it rains more plants down. The entire cave is covered.”

“You big ding-a-ling, you make me happy. Here. This moment. You and me. I just looked at your smile and realized that you’ve been sad for far too long. Me, too. I think I’ve been sad and lonely for a long time. And I’m not sad anymore.” I pat his chest, putting a hand over the plates covering his heart, where his khui thrums a song in time with mine. We resonate to each other so much that it feels normal now, like the constant low-pitched vibration is just a thing, like breathing. “This makes me happy. You and me together.”

“Meh-gan,” he says, voice so gentle that it makes my insides ache. “I will be back when I have done my job as a hunter. It does not mean I will not miss you. It does not mean I will not think of you and your sweet smile every waking moment. It means I will be providing for you and our son. And I will be back in time to see him born, I promise.”

“Why are you giving me money?” “To show you how much you mean to me.” He picks one up and places it in my lap, then does the same with the next one. “You said that things in your world were valuable if they cost much mahnee. You are the thing that I love the most in this world, so I wanted to give you mahnee to show you that.”

“Is this a human thing I do not understand? Do you enjoy endangering yourself?” She blows out an angry breath and her eyes narrow at me. Her hands go to her hips. “Fuck you.” I go very still. I have heard that human word before. They spout it from time to time, but I have dismissed it as babble. It was not one I learned when the Elders’ Cave taught me their words, but one I overheard Jo-see say to Haeden recently, in between kissings. Lust blazes through me, surprising in its intensity. I study Mah-dee. Under the furs, I know her form is lush and thick, healthy and solid. She is not built like tiny Jo-see, but strong and plump with good health. Her hair is a strange pale color, but her round face is appealing for all its human strangeness. I am surprised…and honored that she has chosen me as a pleasure-mate. “You wish me to fuck you? I accept.”

“A dark-haired woman with old eyes and young cleavage finally leaned her bosom toward him. "I'm sorry, sir, but I don't think I caught your position in the Sol business affairs." Consort. Mica could have easily named him her personal guard. Her secretary. Even her research assistant. Well, two could play. He bowed his head slightly, happy to oblige. "I see to the sexual needs of Mica Sol, firstborn and heir to the Sol corp.”

“I’ve no time to wait on your feminine games. We leave now.” In true caveman style, he upended her over his shoulder despite her squealed, “Don’t you dare.” “Oh, stuff it. A deal is a deal. I told you I needed your help. You agreed so long as we escaped. Congratulations. We’re escaping. Now, make it good for the cameras, would you? I’ve got a reputation to create.”

“Thank you father, thank you. I know you watched me from above and protected me. I promise I shall serve the Magnarian Confederation with all my body and soul. I shall dedicate myself fully to our confederation, the family that you so loved. And I love it too. I shall protect, love and respect it always. This is my promise and commitment. Thank you”