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Chloe glanced at me, and I shrugged. “So, why are you here?”

“The princess . . . I mean, Andy, told me to come here. Work off my sentence . . .”

Sentence? My head tilted as I studied him. “Sentence?”

He shook his head and lifted his duffle bag. “Can I come in?”

I stepped closer to him. “You better not lay a hand on Chloe.”

He smirked. “The little lady needs protection from something. That’s why I was sent here.”

Rage coursed through me as he insinuated I couldn’t take care of my Chloe. He was wrong. I could take care of her. I glanced at her back as she shoved the key into the doorknob. Chloe opened the door and stepped through.

“How’s Andy?”

“She’s fine. She’s been hanging around a new friend.”‘Roger’ replied. That wasn’t his real name, but I still wasn’t sure what he really was. Did he know what I was?

Chloe’s jaw tightened. “Oh.” Her eyes blinked fast as she stormed up the stairs. “You and your pheromones leave me the fuck alone, Ric.”

Her door slammed shut and Roger and I were alone. “You met Andy?” he asked.

“Why do you care?”

“I’m trying to figure you out.”

“You mentioned a sentence. You a criminal?”

His face shifted as emotions warred on his face. “I . . . some bad people convinced me to do some bad things. I tried to fix it in the end, but it was too late.”

“I don’t trust you and I have no qualms about killing you.”

“Whatever, man.”

I turned down the hallway and pointed to another bedroom. “I think this is where she would put you? We’re upstairs.”

He nodded and threw down his bag. “I’ll be here.”

“Stay away from Chloe.”

“Why was I sent here if you’re here to watch over her?” he hissed. A slight accent came with those words.

I smirked. “Andy’s a control freak sometimes.”

His eyes narrowed. “Yeah.”

“Well, you can go on the internet. Many fun things there.”

He pulled out a tablet. It must be an older version that looked similar enough to a human tablet to blend in. He threw himself on the bed and crossed his legs.

I needed to go to the ship. It hadn’t answered me in a few hours. Last messages said,I’m reading about morynth legends and tales. Quite fascinating what your culture does not share with others.Chloe was still in her room, but I was still trying to cook her dinner before I walked to the ship. Roger stepped out of his bedroom and shoved a tablet in my face. A plump woman appeared on the screen, smiling and touching her chest.

“Who is this?”

I pushed the tablet away from me. “I don’t know. Ask Chloe or something. Don’t those apps or profiles have names attached, anyway?”

He glared at the screen. For a second, his eyes shifted slightly as he stared at the screen. I looked back over his shoulder. Lust and need for the human on the screen filled my body. She couldn’t be human. No. She had to be another hybrid. I would have to check the list of hybrids that I had stashed on the ship. “Not human.”

“What?”

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