~from Bound by War
The pull had come from
somewhere toward the back of Medical. Almost as if his feet had a mind of their
own, they’d carried him back there… to the Blishue.
Pictures truly didn’t
do them justice. They were reputed to be humanoid and over six and a half feet
in height. Most were closer to seven foot. Height didn’t bother Laken. He’d spent
his entire life surrounded by not only his dabba, but also hybrids, who all
towered over him. He’d learned that the bigger they were, the harder they fell.
The sagittal crest that
began on the forehead and continued over the skull was different than what he
was used to, but he found it fascinating. Same with the horizontal ridges
across the bridge of the nose.
He was pretty sure the long
and kinky hair was a deep amethyst in color, but it was badly in need of a
cleaning. It bothered him how dirty it was. He wanted to see it in all its
glory.
Even knocked out and
beat up, the male had radiated danger and menace, but there had been sex appeal
interwoven with the other traits. Unable to help himself, Laken had edged
closer to the medibed where the Blishue was being monitored, and the scent had
been even stronger.
Excitement had torn
through his body. His heart rate had spiked as one thought screamed through his
mind: Mate! After all this time, he’d found the one for him.
Neo had told him of
about a scent that would call to him and the need to protect. Fated mates were
chosen by destiny or whatever one wanted to call it. All his friends had been
paired even before birth.
Except him.
