Page 93 of Veiled Vixen

And besides, he was now an entangled mind of two inside a massive Mighty Minions warship with a defense system the Prime Navy would covet.

The odds could not be stacked any higher in his favor.

“I thought you were all on Lair for breeding purposes?” Tray asked.

“We were. They can’t make us, can they? Not like they made that body for your brother, Draden. They have to, you know, birth us.”

“So they were making more… minds on Lair?”

“More minds, more boys like your other brothers. All of it. Except for the girls. Like you, Brigit.” He paused again. “That’s where we’re going now. To get the girls.”

“Oh,” Tray said.

“They’re ships,” Canis explained. “Or at least they have the potential to be.”

“No. I get it,” Tray said. “I know what the girls are.”

“We can’t win without them.” Canis tapped his head. “I see it. I see all of it.”

“See what?” Brigit asked.

“The plan. The winning battle plan.”

“So we need to save the girls and then—”

“No,” Canis said sharply. “No. We’re not saving them. We’re stealing them.”

“What?” This was both Tray and Brigit.

“We need those ships. So we’re going to steal the minds, wake them up, and then…” Canis smiled. And it was kind of an evil smile, which was very creepy on such a young boy. “Then they will fight for us.”

“Hold on a minute,” Brigit said. “You can’t just… plop a mind into a ship, Canis. They won’t know what’s happening. They’ll go insane.”

Tray had to agree with this. “She’s right,” he said. “It took almost twenty years to get Brigit ready for her transition into a ship.”

“Yeah, well. We don’t have another twenty years. This shit is going down in a matter of weeks. Oh, and we’re ready for the last jump. So if you have a better plan, I’d love to hear it. Because once we come out of the next gate we’ll have thirty-seven seconds before the cloaking wears off. And in those thirty-seven seconds I’m gonna need one of you to go inside that containment facility and steal all the minds.”