A ‘Coco-Coco Pharma’ was listed as a registered alpha and pre-approved to sign up for any Den rosters they wanted.
Needing an explanation for why my family’s name was indeed there, I clicked on the name, and a profile popped up, featuring what I had expected.
While I was Luca Coco, my older brother was Eli Coco, and there was a clear “E.” in front of the last name, along with all of his birth info and profile picture.
Fortunately, we both had similar appearances due to what the Old Earth term called us—‘Irish twins.’ Our mother had him during her first heat, and within a month after he was born, she went straight into another, birthing me within a year of Eli.
But Eli wasn’t here—I was.
And if there was a time for me to break a station’s law, now was it, because all I had been thinking about since she left the jewelry shop was how delicious she smelled and how I loved the feeling of her pressed against my back when she had sought me—instead of her caretaker—for comfort.
“How do I sign up?”
