Fresh Flesh
My fate on this planet is to be either sport. Or food.
Death is a mercy.
I had one goal in my life. To escape the fate that was being forced on me.
I thought that there was only one way to stay alive - by being alone.
But when I barrel into the feet of three aliens, I learn there may be another option.
Give my three men a real taste of flesh.
Raw. Natural. Willing.
I’m nearly ripped away from them.
But they won’t let me get away so easily.
They’ll end anyone that tries to take away their new possession.
But their lives end up on the line in exchange for my protection.
As Grengorans, they are expected to be loyal.
And they are. Just not to the Empire.
But to me.
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