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BARBARIAN IN THE BRIG

PART I

1

LILY

PRESENT DAY

The alarms blared.

The alarms never blared at Ikmal prison. And if they were screaming now, it was because something big was happening.

Very big.

I moved toward the front window of the Prize Pool and looked out at the prison and fighting pit below. The other girls joined me at my shoulders and we watched in horror as the inmates went wild.

The riots had ruined what was an otherwise normal day — that is, if you considered shepherding two dozen females from across the galaxy into sexy negligees for the successful alien fighting champions to choose from normal — which to me, as the madam of the Prize Pool, it was.

It was always my worst fear that something like this would happen.

A full-blown prison riot.

With their blood raging in their ears and their libidos pumping full blast, even the tough guards at Ikmal couldn’t hope to control all the prisoners. And where would they head?

Right here. To the Prize Pool.

Many wouldn’t have tasted a female in months — maybe even years if their luck hadn’t worked out in the fighting pits — and now they would see their opportunity to seize what they so desperately wanted. Already, as the cheering prisoners began to work up a sweat fighting each other, I noticed half a dozen turning toward us.

And my blood ran cold.

With no weapons, no way to defend ourselves, what chance did we have against an army of marauding alien warriors?

“Get back,” I said to the Prizes. “The less they see of us, the less they’ll want us.”

It was a vain hope but the only real option we had.

I shepherded the females into the back rooms and snapped the locks on the doors into place. They had never seemed so flimsy before. Definitely not enough to keep the monsters at bay for long.

They would tear through these doors like tissue paper.

“What are we going to do?” a girl called Ghisak screamed, clutching her hands over her bare arms. “They’re going to get in here and they’re going to—”

“They’re not going to do anything,” I snapped at her.

If she panicked, it could spread like a contagion, infecting all the other females. We needed to remain calm… at least as long as we could manage.

“Everybody get changed into your sleepwear,” I said.

Giving them something to do would help them remain calm and instill a feeling of control over the situation. (At least, that was my hope.)

Ghisak hesitated but finally, she moved to her locker and began to change, along with the other girls.

I did likewise as I quickly considered our options. If even one of those beasts got in here, the Prizes would panic. Like a fox in a hen house.

In all honesty, it wasn’t all that different from when a Champion Claimed us. The only difference was they would take us to their cages and then use us.

Now, somehow, it felt different, and we all felt it.

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