When Chloe wandered in, Aken-Var was transferred to the large screen.
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Chloe saw the imageof the man from Margo’s Zowoth history.“Hello, Aken-Var.What can I do for you?”
He looked at her and was shocked.“You are the seed of life?”
“Yup.For the Terrans, but apparently, I can cross species a little.”
“Will you heal Margo?”
“No.She is fine the way she is.”
He gritted his tusks.“Will you heal Margo, please?”
“She doesn’t want me to.She is content with the silvering of her scars.She believes that if she is completely healed, she will be back in the women’s quarters, and I am guessing that a few someones there messed with her because that is the only reason to take a claustrophobe and lock them in a small room.”
He paused.“She is a level three and should be able to keep that ranking, no matter what she wears.”
“So, she is either in the women’s quarters or off-world.There aren’t any other options.”
“I am working on the options.”
“So, why did you want to talk to me, aside from the healing thing?”
“She does not believe she has long to live.”
“That is probably true.”Chloe looked at him.“We are not long-lived.We last maybe a century without intervention, and we begin to lose body condition at about sixty years of age.She is five years from that point.”
He frowned.“Can you do anything?”
“Sure, but I won’t do it against her will.She has had enough choices taken from her.Though she did want to be with you, it was just after that that it went to hell.”She smiled slightly.“I am guessing you had a nice time as well?”
He gave her an astonished look.“She became part of my soul.I wanted to ask her to form a partnership, but she brought her scars back and left.”
“And you didn’t know that she screamed your name while she tried to pound her way through the door.Hours, she yelled for you.Begged for you, and she was left in that tiny space while the chimes rang, bringing you one woman after another.”
His expression filled with horror.“I need to see the recordings.All the recordings.I will be in contact in a few days.”
“Great.Have a nice time.”
He looked at her in surprise.“Do you have a mate?”
“Promised.Lord Dytura.He bought me this ship and theFreedom Break.”
That froze Aken-Var in his tracks.He said softly, “I see.”
She laughed.“Yeah, but his being a lord of death and all, he can wait, and he will.I am not ready yet.”
“You think he will hold back?”
“Not once I say go, but until I am ready, he had better, or he will be having one fast fuck and several centuries of me kicking him in the groin.Respecting a long-term partner is half the battle.”
He ran a hand over his face.“So, I met the woman of my dreams, had several nights that I will replay as long as I live, and the moment she was out of my sight, everything went wrong, and then I screamed at her for it.”
“So, the Zowoth are a military grouping, right?”
“Yes.”
