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Storath is looking for a wife...in
sixteen years. Eva fits the bill. Sleeping beauty has never been so
irritated. Excerpt: They stopped in front of a door in
the VIP wing of the station. A complicated access code opened the door
and she stepped into the audience room of the Golaz royal family. Uh oh. There were two males
in royal garb in the room. One was so old as to be almost living jerky
and the other looked to be about twelve. Suddenly, Eva had the urge to
strangle Her Royal Highness, Empress Amanda of the Haldis Imperium. “Translator Eva Morris? I am
Storoth Elengar, Prince to the Golaz throne.” The short blonde stood
and gave her a formal bow, then reached forward to raise her hand to his
lips for a kiss. “Uh. Aren’t you a little
young?” The elder on the other side of the
table snorted. “I told him the same thing, but he insisted that if you
were his perfect mate. No other would do.” “I am not as young as my
appearance would have you believe. In the research I have done on your
species, I realize that my looks will lead you to assume I am much
younger than yourself. In truth, I am half a decade older. The Golaz
mature slowly.” That would make him thirty-two. She
felt slightly less queasy. “I still don’t see the point to all of
this.” “Please sit. I have a proposal to
make to you.” She took her seat. “What’s on
your mind, squirt?” His dark gold eyebrows rose over
eyes that were a fascinating shade of amber. His skin was the same rich
gold as his guards, but the scowl that he gave her was all immature
male. “That is an inappropriate way to
address me.” “I know. I am checking your
temper.” She sat up straight and tried to make her face take on an
attentive look. “You have a proposal?” He stood and began pacing with his
hands behind his back, an earnest look on his features. “You are here
because this is the last resort and I cannot risk not having a mate when
I reach maturity.” “Why not one of your own
species?” “There were two matches made for
me at birth and both women have been assassinated. No other of my race
who is available is a suitable match. You are the next best thing.” “Flattering.” “Not really. In lieu of my own
kind, we found a Class Zero of a suitable race. Terrans. You seem to be
rather easy to manipulate genetically and as a Class Zero, you will
allow our offspring to have the greatest amount of Golaz genes in
action. It is imperative to keep our transformation talent in the royal
line.” This was news to her.
“Transformation?” “I will demonstrate, Your
Highness.” The elder stood and blurred in place. The spot where he
stood was no longer occupied by a man, but a lion. Though even in this
new form, he was a senior, the power in his stride was unmistakable. She
smiled as he turned, winked and then shifted into his bipedal form once
again. “Thank you, Eslor.” Storoth
smiled as he took in the expression on her face. “You seem
surprised.” “I have heard of the shifters but
have never seen an actual shift. Thank you for the demonstration, Eslor,
was it?” She nodded to the elder and he grinned and nodded back. “Enough. This is what I propose.
Since you are at your peak reproductive age for your race…” “Hey…” “And I will not be at my peak for
another sixteen years, we have arranged cryo-stasis for you until we
match up.” Cryo? “What?” His pre-adolescent smirk was
justified she supposed. “Are you dense? Your medical reports indicate
that you seem to be in good health…perhaps your species does not age
as well as we had hoped.” “Very funny, squirt. I suppose I
have to agree to this?” Her mind whirled as she imagined all of the
things she would have to do, all the calls she would have to make to let
her people know that she was coming back in under two decades. “Not particularly. Your government
has agreed and you really have no choice in the matter. I am sorry.” The elder had moved faster than her
eye could track and the hiss of a hypospray indicated that she had been
dosed. “They have the facility to start
your stasis here, Eva.” Storoth’s face was in front of her as she
buckled and fell to the carpet. “I will get even, squirt.” She
felt his hands holding her head gently as blackness overtook her.
“Sixteen years and I will kick your…”
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