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Trex asked. “Why have they waited until now to attack?”

Vimur’s lips twisted. “They are upset that the Krilex have failed them. The fuel supply for their ships is running out.Furthermore, their efforts to generate new technologies, similar to what they had achieved in their Universe, have been fruitless. Their race is on the verge of extinction, and their small numbers make it impossible for them to confront the entire Protectorate Alliance. Maybe they believe that by targeting Alara and the Empire, they can seize control?”

I shook my head at the council members explanation. If the Voletti were not dealt with here, they would destroy anyone who stood in their way. They were a danger to our entire galaxy.

The fact that Vimur and Tinuk believed the crap they were told and felt threatened made me feel sick.

I would never consider for one moment betraying Alara, the King or my K’sha.

21

Olivia

I HAD JUST FINISHEDcontacting the kitchen to arrange our dinner for the evening, as Orin would be arriving soon. The anticipation I felt every day while waiting for Orin to visit had me trembling with excitement.

The past eight rotations or days, had been the most amazing time of my life.

Each evening, Orin arrived at my apartment with a bouquet or a gift, accompanied by a loving smile on his face.

The gift selection from my handsome warrior was both thoughtful and puzzling. I was surprised to receive fabulous fabrics that could be transformed into stunning dresses.

When I’d mentioned my lack of sewing skills, he informed me that his sister was a seamstress and would like to meet me. That she’d offered to make me whatever clothing I needed. I looked forward to meeting her and her mate Vrek, at some point.

Besides the fabrics, his generous presents included an array of pretty items, such as precious stones and one-of-a-kind handmade pieces of art. I had been moved by the thoughtfulness behind every gift.

Orin was way more affectionate than I expected, and it was refreshing. I could tell he enjoyed being with me as much as I did him. But more than that, he listened and paid attention to what I said, and what I liked. I’d never had someone pay so much attention to me.

My muscles ached from our late-night activities. But it didn’t bother me at all. Our nights were about giving each other pleasure. Something Orin excelled at.

When we were together, it was only us and he made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the Universe.

In addition, our talks had been amazing, and we had been sharing stories about our lives. I couldn’t help but smile, overwhelmed with delight by his newfound openness. It was clear he was as comfortable with me as I was with him.

Our strong bond made it feel as though we’d known one another for a lifetime already. The experience of getting to know Orin had been nothing short of magical, and my heart overflowed with happiness as I realized that he truly was the perfect person for me.

He made me feel safe and happy when I was with him, and my confidence had never been higher. I’d always seen Orin as the strong silent type, who never smiled. Now he smiled almost constantly when we were together.

ORIN’S ARRIVAL WASannounced by the familiar chirping sound of the door, and I smoothed my hair in anticipation. I pressed my hands to my lower back as it twinged, while I sat down on a cushion I’d placed on the dining room chair.

I wasn’t prepared for the challenge of walking to the door. Baby was due any time now, and I was exhausted most days.

“Come in, it’s not locked.”

The door slid open with a soft hiss, and I tilted my head to greet him with a smile.

Inside the apartment, Orin stood with a small, fragrant bouquet in his hands.

“Why is your door unlocked? It is not safe.” There was a hint of annoyance in his voice, and I noticed he looked more stressed than usual.

I shook my head. “The palace is secure. There are guards everywhere. Plus, I already knew it was you.” Despite his excessive protectiveness, I continued to smile.

He gave me a solemn look. “Alaran males take the safety and protection of their K’sha very serious.”

“So you’ve said...several times.” I couldn’t help smirking.

He stepped closer and laid the bouquet on the table, and I noticed his eyes were filled with genuine concern. “You must promise me you will be more careful, even if you think me unreasonable in my request.”

“I promise I will lock my door.” I pushed myself to stand, and hugged him. His arms wrapped around me and I peered up at him. “And you are never unreasonable. I know you are just trying to keep me safe.”

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