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He placed a hand over her stomach. “I will plant my seed in your womb and watch your belly grow large with our young.”

She whimpered. Oh hell, he was so good at this, so very good at talking her into leaving. He deserved a medal.

“Do you have family here that are important to you?” he asked.

“I…well, no. Not anymore. I’m actually an orphan now.”

“Then all the more reason to leave. My family will be your family. My brother has messaged me to expect his mate to return with us. Apparently, he has also found his truemate. So, there will be a human in our family for you to speak with.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Oh shoot.” She gave him a rueful smile. “Okay then, you’ve talked me into this. I’m leaving with you, right now.”

“Good,” he said. “Let’s go. We will jump together.”

Holy. Fucking. Shit. “Jump? Jump where?”

He gave her a questioning glance. “I’ve done this maneuver a hundred times. The ship is directly below us. We will jump and drop into the ship.”

“You expect me to jump off this cliff?” She stood there, her heart slamming in her chest. Her breaths still labored from the trek across the field and the anxiety of the decision she just made. The wind whipped her hair around her head.

“I wouldn’t have you do this if it wasn’t safe.”

She stared at him. All that she knew about his planet was what he’d told her. What if she hated it? What if…

He held out his hand. She took it, pushing the doubt away.

“It’s dark and my ship is cloaked, so you can’t see it. You’re going to have to trust me that it’s down there. We will jump together and below us the portal will open, and we’ll automatically be placed in the ship. It will catch us. I’ve done this many times. It is safe.”

“Jesus Christ,” she muttered, scared out of her mind. Her heart thundered in her ears, her breath coming out in short puffs. Tears formed in her eyes and her nose started to sting. Was she really about to jump off a seaside cliff into the dark?

Really?

“I love you,” he said. “Trust me.”

And she jumped.

11

“We’re home!” Heriot shouted.

“Finally!” a male voice yelled back through some kind of fancy video imbedded into the wall. Hannah could see the man replying looked a lot like Heriot, but with a thinner face and no beard. “Strap in,” the other man groused, “we’re outta here.”

Heriot walked over and stowed the silver bag containing T’Antor’s head in some kind of compartment, and then immediately pulled down two seats. The next thing she knew they were seated side by side and he’d clicked them both in with thick, industrial-grade-looking seat belts.

“Who was that?” she asked.

“My brother.”

Hmm. They were really very handsome men. She wondered if these brothers were considered eligible bachelors on R’Etor. Women secretly stalking them, trying to see if they were their truemates. “He looks and sounds a lot like you, but nicer.”

Heriot chuckled.

And then the gravity shifted, her spine and hips shoved back into her seat. Like the sudden pressure of a rollercoaster or a fast-moving elevator.

She gasped, and swallowed hard, her eyes watering.

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