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“I’roup “And these are my mates, Jax

Tarren, and Ronan”

I try to keepin my head “All three are your mates?”

Her smile is almost sultry “Huers over the rigid abs of Tarren, the shirtless Zandian as down at the water with the young He’s tall, and his face is badly scarred I would find hi if it weren’t for the familiar and almost possessive way she touches him “We can have more than one They’re desperate to repopulate and spread their genes around”

She touches the heads of the children Both boys have lighter skin—soht purple of the Zandians and her hu, tiny horns on top of their heads

“This is Tarrian and Rylan, our boys”

“I want to go back to the water,” one of the boys begs, tugging on his father’s arm

“I?

?ll take you,” Jax offers “Race you to the edge” All three take off running, Jax jogging easily along as the little boys puorously

I watch, fascinated

“Are you hungry? My h food for all of Zandia”

“Well, the boys require food at an alar for us, anyway Just e got used to how much an adult hu’s blood sugar dip”

“Do they eat a lot?” Khrys sounds surprised He considersat his thoughts

“I would love to eat,” I admit

“Sit down,” she urges, and we all sink to the blanket She opens all the little metal boxes and places theinally fro farm slave, and she’s shown Zandians how to farm since the human population requires food”