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“That’s very nice of you. Come along,” their mother said, easing toward the open front doorway. “It’s nearly time for bed, younglings. Time to take care of your tusks and snuggle in your bed furs.”

“Aw, do we have to go to bed right now?” Brulon asked. “I’m almost grown up. Nearly a warrior like Aizor. Put Trevar to bed and let me stay awake longer? I want to practice with my sword so I can defend our clan.” He gouged out with the play sword I’d made for him from wood. When he turns fifteen, he’ll be gifted with a crystal sword by the gods.

“Bed,” she said firmly, sharing a smile with Vanessa. “You can beat the bushes with your sword tomorrow.”

With heavy sighs, the boys left with her.

“Children are the same everywhere,” my mate said, watching them leave.

“As are males,” I said.

A shadow crossed her face. “Not all males but that’s a good thing.”

She spoke of her hex and his meanness. If only I could avenge her by lobbing off his head. How could anyone treat this amazing female poorly? She was not only lovely to look upon, but she was kind.

Sorrow shadowed her face, and I wanted to make her feel better again. But sometimes, a person had to allow the emotions to come to the surface. Only then could they be broken up and sorted through, the worst of them tossed aside.

We left Jessia to enjoy the fire and walked into the dining area, finding it empty of Zuldruxians.

“There’s a big pan of food sitting on the counter. Did the gods leave that?” The fluffy hairlines above her eyes lifted.

“That’s probably bribard prepared by Muzzire. As I said, our gods don’t provide meat.”

“Vegetarian gods?”

“I don’t know that term, but they only gift us with vegetables, fruits, and grains.”

“In crystal form.”

I chuckled at her pout. “You enjoyed the sweet branch on the island.”

“It tasted like candy. Some of this morning’s breakfast offerings were like eating rocks.”

I stopped by the counter, ignoring the bowls sitting next to the pot of stew. “Watch.”

She frowned at the empty counter.

Two plates appeared holding food unlike anything I’d seen before.

“Tacos,” Vanessa breathed. “They heard me. Tacos!” She flung her arms up into the air and started shifting her lush behind, twirling around. “Tacos. Tacos! I love you, gods.” She shook her hands in the air. “You hear that? Truly, I love you!” Stopping, she grinned up at me, her arms flopping against her sides. “If they really want to make me happy,” she lifted her voice to a shout, “they’ll also give me coffee.”

Chapter 23

Vanessa

Ask, and ye shall receive.

When Aizor and I walked into the central building the next morning, the smoky, wonderful smell of coffee greeted me. To say I leaped away from Aizor and raced to the back dining area was an understatement. I pretty much flew over to the counter, rubbing my hands when I took in the blue glass pitcher sitting beside a solitary mug.

“Make that two, honey,” I said, watching as a second mug formed from the smooth crystal surface. I was still amazed at how this world worked. The crystal alien told me they had a symbiotic relationship with the Zuldruxians, and I was waiting to see what the Zuldruxians did to fulfill their side of the bargain. But if food of choice was on the menu, this place might not be so bad after all. “You’re going to love coffee, babe,” I told Aizor.

He grunted. Maybe he didn’t like being called babe.

We’d slept in our own fur beds last night. I was tempted to invite him to join me on my bed, but I wanted to give this a day or two before doing anything like that.

I was going to give this a chance and that may include seeing if his huge cock could actually fit inside me. But I wanted to get to know him a little better first.

All this mate stuff spooked me.

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