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Some kind of order appeared to have taken hold as the crowd resumed their seats. There were a handful of warriors lined up along the far edge of the arena, facing Braun.

I glanced at Rezzer, who stood with his arms crossed over his chest a few feet away, a frown on his face. Braun completely ignored him, and me, as he turned to face everyone gathered. “I am Warlord Braun and I claim this female.”

“No. She will be ours.” One of the golden warriors stepped forward with a nearly identical twin at his side.

“Mine!” Another giant came forward, nearly as big as Rezzer, already huge, his face transformed. His roar was nearly as loud as Braun’s.

Pandemonium ensued as two aliens behind the one who held my helmet began shoving and punching each other. Why they fought, I had no idea. It appeared Braun had few challengers. Based on his size, that was completely understandable.

Braun stepped forward and motioned to the two golden aliens. With a groan, I bit my lip and looked around. Not one, but three warriors were lined up directly behind me, shoulder to shoulder. And they weren’t watching the fight, they were watching me.

No easy getaway there.

“This is insane,” I shouted at all of them. “I don’t belong to any of you.” With a sigh, I turned back around to see the golden ones step forward. One of them, I saw now, had a face half metallic and a completely silver eye. It was unnerving and strange, but then, everyone here seemed to me marked in some way by the silver flesh.

Contaminated. Imprisoned.

I was screwed. I’d done everything wrong. I was supposed to remain hidden. That hadn’t happened. I was supposed to remain unobtrusive. Yeah, I couldn’t get any more visible, and I hadn’t even been trying.

I was a terrible spy. The worst.

Now I had hot aliens fighting over me, one claiming I belonged to him. I should have been flattered or impressed. I should have been thrilled. Heck, what woman wouldn’t want a bunch of ridiculously hot aliens all wanting to claim her?

Me. That’s who. I didn’t want a mate. Yeah, dream man Kiel had been hot as hell, but I had a little boy to get home to and three days to make it back onboard that shuttle before it left. I wasn’t going to miss my ride home. I’d survive now, escape later.

It was the only option I could think of because I had no idea how I was going to get out of this.





Chapter Four

Kiel



I had a set of warriors in the air shaft following the intruder’s path. I led two others and took a route outside, narrowing down the exits he might take, hoping to cut him off. The directions coming through the comm had us heading in the direction of the fighting pit and I had to hope we’d get there before he blended in. The space held over a hundred warriors. It would be easy for him to get lost in the crowd. It wasn’t just my Hunter senses that were guiding me. No. That was enough for the governor to request me personally and be able to find the intruder easily enough. I was also guided by my mark. For some reason, each step I took closer to the fights, my mark pulsed and became hotter. It was not something I could ignore.

Why the fuck was my mark drawing me? There were no females on The Colony besides the few who had been matched and mated. No unclaimed female warriors were on Base 3. My mark would have awakened long before now if the area of proximity was enough for any one of them from the other Bases to be mine. I hadn’t been on The Colony long, but the dreams had just started. That meant she was new. Newer here than even me. But how?

“No one is in the air shafts now. The exhaust expulsion occurred two minutes ago. Any heat signature the intruder left behind is long gone.”

We stopped not far from the fighting pit. I could hear the shouting, the fighting from here. The other two warriors assisting with the search, Prillons, looked to me. They knew my skills, knew I could find the trail of someone or something where no one else could see. Or sense.

“Which opening did he use to escape?” I asked, my wrist lifted.

“The south side of the pit.”

“Of course,” I muttered, the most crowded area here. More scents to track. I turned to the Prillons and wished I had my normal team with me, but Captain Marz was being tested for the Interstellar Brides Program, Kristin was spending time with her mates, and Rezz? Well, I was pretty sure the Atlan was down in the pits blowing off some steam. “Let’s go. I’ll have to pick up his trail at the vent.”

“What about the fights?” I was asked.

“The less distraction from us, the better. I don’t want everyone to know we’re hunting.”

They both nodded and we moved quickly to the fights.

“What the fuck?” one of the Prillons said, stopping and putting his hand on the ion pistol in his thigh holster.