in particular who’d had a deep fascination with Spygians.
“Well, there’s a reason for that, cousin.”
Cindra said nothing, allowing her cousin’s words to penetrate.
Seemingly satisfied with the effect of her words, Inara rose. “Let me give you a piece of advice, Cindra. Don’t push the Spygians away. They may very well be the best thing that ever happened to you.”
“Where are you going?” Cindra asked, alarm coloring her voice as she stood.
“Don’t worry. I just found you. I’m not about to abandon you now.”
Cindra forced herself to relax. Inara was right, she had feared that, maybe because she’d lost everyone she’d ever cared about.
“Our ship is traveling alongside yours,” Inara said, casually motioning toward the large window looking out into space, where a portion of the other ship was visible. “I’m going to collect my mates and transport back there. Spend some alone time with my men.”
Her meaning was quite clear, and when Cindra felt her cheeks warm, Inara grinned and winked at her. “If you’re smart, you’ll do the same. I’ll transport back over to check on you tomorrow.”
Cindra forced her jaw to snap shut as she watched her cousin purposefully stride from the room.
Chapter Nine
A short time later, Cindra was gathered with Bannor, Stefon, Tempos and Devan in the control room, seeing Inara and her mates off. Her cousin stepped into the transporter portal after her mates. Turning toward Cindra, she gave her a bold wink. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t forget what I said.”
Fighting off the color that threatened to sear her cheeks, Cindra nodded. Inara’s mate Neichon pressed a button on his arm cuff and a moment later the air shimmered in front of them. Then they were gone.
Bannor turned to Cindra with a curious glance. “What did she mean?”
“Oh…nothing.” Squirming, she focused her gaze on the clear shield allowing a view into space. She couldn’t see Inara’s ship from this angle, but she knew it was out there, right beside theirs. The knowledge gave her a warm, safe feeling in her heart. She wasn’t alone anymore.
“I’m so happy we’ve found your cousin,” Devan said.
His softly spoken words sparked a realization. She hadn’t been alone before finding Inara. She’d had her Spygians. They’d protected her. Gotten her to safety.
They loved her.
Holy hell.
They loved her. They truly did, even though they hadn’t known her for long.
When Cindra turned to face them, her heart clenched at the sight of the four shirtless men, standing so proud and strong before her. Something told her she would always react this way to them. She would always want them.
Because they are destined to be my mates.
There was no denying it anymore, at least not deep in her heart.
“I need to tell you about my past,” she said.
Bannor took one look at her and pointed to his chair, motioning for her to sit. Good idea. What she had to say would take a while.
She took a seat. Devan, Stefon and Tempos gathered beside Bannor, their luscious, muscular bodies threatening to distract her from her mission. Taking a breath, she said, “As you know, I was born on Chivea. What you don’t know is that I was born the daughter of Chivea’s king.”
Bannor’s eyes widened. “You’re the Chivean princess?”
“I was.”
Smiling at the memories that invaded her mind, she told them of growing up in her father’s household, of being sheltered but having her rambunctious cousin around to guide her into a little harmless mischief. By the time her story was done, the warm thoughts of her past permeated her entire body and soul.
“You know, I haven’t thought of my home since I was forced to flee it.”
Leaning against Bannor’s controls, Stefon grinned at her. “Thank you for sharing your memories of it with us. We’re honored.”
Bannor knelt in front of her. The muscles of his bare chest flexed with his movement, drawing a startling burst of lust from
“Well, there’s a reason for that, cousin.”
Cindra said nothing, allowing her cousin’s words to penetrate.
Seemingly satisfied with the effect of her words, Inara rose. “Let me give you a piece of advice, Cindra. Don’t push the Spygians away. They may very well be the best thing that ever happened to you.”
“Where are you going?” Cindra asked, alarm coloring her voice as she stood.
“Don’t worry. I just found you. I’m not about to abandon you now.”
Cindra forced herself to relax. Inara was right, she had feared that, maybe because she’d lost everyone she’d ever cared about.
“Our ship is traveling alongside yours,” Inara said, casually motioning toward the large window looking out into space, where a portion of the other ship was visible. “I’m going to collect my mates and transport back there. Spend some alone time with my men.”
Her meaning was quite clear, and when Cindra felt her cheeks warm, Inara grinned and winked at her. “If you’re smart, you’ll do the same. I’ll transport back over to check on you tomorrow.”
Cindra forced her jaw to snap shut as she watched her cousin purposefully stride from the room.
Chapter Nine
A short time later, Cindra was gathered with Bannor, Stefon, Tempos and Devan in the control room, seeing Inara and her mates off. Her cousin stepped into the transporter portal after her mates. Turning toward Cindra, she gave her a bold wink. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t forget what I said.”
Fighting off the color that threatened to sear her cheeks, Cindra nodded. Inara’s mate Neichon pressed a button on his arm cuff and a moment later the air shimmered in front of them. Then they were gone.
Bannor turned to Cindra with a curious glance. “What did she mean?”
“Oh…nothing.” Squirming, she focused her gaze on the clear shield allowing a view into space. She couldn’t see Inara’s ship from this angle, but she knew it was out there, right beside theirs. The knowledge gave her a warm, safe feeling in her heart. She wasn’t alone anymore.
“I’m so happy we’ve found your cousin,” Devan said.
His softly spoken words sparked a realization. She hadn’t been alone before finding Inara. She’d had her Spygians. They’d protected her. Gotten her to safety.
They loved her.
Holy hell.
They loved her. They truly did, even though they hadn’t known her for long.
When Cindra turned to face them, her heart clenched at the sight of the four shirtless men, standing so proud and strong before her. Something told her she would always react this way to them. She would always want them.
Because they are destined to be my mates.
There was no denying it anymore, at least not deep in her heart.
“I need to tell you about my past,” she said.
Bannor took one look at her and pointed to his chair, motioning for her to sit. Good idea. What she had to say would take a while.
She took a seat. Devan, Stefon and Tempos gathered beside Bannor, their luscious, muscular bodies threatening to distract her from her mission. Taking a breath, she said, “As you know, I was born on Chivea. What you don’t know is that I was born the daughter of Chivea’s king.”
Bannor’s eyes widened. “You’re the Chivean princess?”
“I was.”
Smiling at the memories that invaded her mind, she told them of growing up in her father’s household, of being sheltered but having her rambunctious cousin around to guide her into a little harmless mischief. By the time her story was done, the warm thoughts of her past permeated her entire body and soul.
“You know, I haven’t thought of my home since I was forced to flee it.”
Leaning against Bannor’s controls, Stefon grinned at her. “Thank you for sharing your memories of it with us. We’re honored.”
Bannor knelt in front of her. The muscles of his bare chest flexed with his movement, drawing a startling burst of lust from
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