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Communication specialist Saleeya Stayvel was hired to ensure proper communication during the critical meetings on Xihirah meant to stop a war with The Realmist terrorist faction. With the universe hovering on war and at the mercy of those who are targeting non-earthen humanoids, more than just her linguistic skills will be put to the test.
The Xihirian Prince, Admoncor Kael Braeden, is the head of Xihirian Military Elite Force. Fierce, dangerous, and intuitive, he demands the respect of those around him. Unmated, his dark moods affect those around him until he finds himself in the presence of his mate. But in the midst of danger, deceit, and treachery, how can Kael and Saleeya’s romance blossom?
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After about a ten-minute walk through the endless corridors of the ship and two glass tube rides, they arrived at the ship’s exit. Out of the ship’s windows next to the exit, Saleeya could see four impressive-looking men waiting at the bottom of the exit ramp. None of the four was shorter than six and a half feet. They had dark, swarthy good looks, and they oozed sexual appeal. Heavily corded muscles rippled beneath their tight uniforms. Legs braced apart, arms crossed over their chests, they looked as though they weren’t going to be moved. Off to the left of the four uniformed males, another male leaned against the ramp’s railing. “Oh my Deity, that’s the biggest, most impressive male I’ve ever seen,” Saleeya exclaimed in amazement.
“Let me see.” Mia leaned past Saleeya to get closer to the window. “That, my dear, is the Admoncor. I recognize him from his pictures. He’s hard to forget.” Saleeya gazed out the window, astonished by what she saw. The extraordinary male made her pulse quicken from the mere sight of him. Tall with broad shoulders, his massive arms and legs looked exceptionally powerful. All muscle, no softness filled out his uniform. He looked good in his black military uniform. The jumper-style uniform fit snugly all over; he wore it like a second skin. He wore his skin wonderfully. Saleeya nearly
choked when it seemed his eyes focused directly back at her through the window. Saleeya sucked in a quick breath. Her heart was beating in her ears, and it fluttered when his stare swept up to where she stood, sheltered by the one-way glass of the window.
“Can they see us?” Saleeya licked her suddenly dry lips, her body leaning toward the window and the man on the other side of it.
“No, the windows are one-way. What’s wrong, Saleeya?” Mia gently placed her hand on Saleeya’s upper back in a soothing motion. “You look really flushed.”
“I feel flushed. Did you get a good look at the Admoncor?”
“I know you told me Xihirian males were big and good-looking. I just never expected that a man could be as big as Admoncor Braeden.”
His bright amber eyes seemed to look right back at Saleeya as if he could see her through the one-way window. His intense eyes were set in a masculine, tanned face. Black, silky hair hung slightly down on his forehead. Saleeya watched him push it back out of his face. The movement indicated restlessness. The hairstyle he wore wasn’t the traditional short haircut of most military officers. It hung somewhat longer. His hard,
striking face was impassive. Saleeya could see how people could easily fear this man. Now she clearly understood the Minister’s apprehension. The Admoncor personified a beautiful, deadly predator. Saleeya moaned, turned to face Mia. “Well, so much for easing the Minister into this. The Xihirian Sovereign has sent his second, his most intimidating son to greet Vitalion. After seeing him for myself, I can certainly appreciate Vitalion’s anxiety.”
Saleeya brushed her hair back out of her face, mimicking the Admoncor’s motions. “Sending him would be the most appropriate thing for their King to do.”
“He’s the head of their Elite Military Force,” Mia replied.
“He’s something else.” Saleeya smiled widely. “Look at the size of his legs and arms. One of his thighs is bigger around than my waist. How tall do you think he is? He’s much taller than anyone I’ve ever seen."
“He’s impressive.” Mia nodded. “Just don’t dwell on it and it’ll be just fine.”
“I feel like he keeps looking right at me through this one-way window. It’s the oddest thing.”
“Trust me, it’s your imagination. I’m sure they can’t see us or hear us in here. They’re talented but not that talented. Saleeya, you still look flushed. Are you feeling okay?” Mia asked in a concerned voice.
“I’m good. I only wish it was cooler in here.” Saleeya fanned herself nervously.
“It’s cool in here, Saleeya. In fact, it’s cold to me.”
“I’ve arrived,” Vitalion loudly announced from behind them. “Now that I’m here, we can leave and meet the Xihirians.” Vitalion’s expression was arrogant. He glided over to the exit door. “Crewmember, prepare to open the ship’s access. Are both of you women ready?”
“Yes, Minister Vitalion,” Saleeya answered for the both of them.
Vitalion glanced out the access window before the crewmember was able to comply with his order. “Oh dear, is that Admoncor Braeden waiting for us?” Vitalion’s face drained of all color.
“Yes,” both women answered in unison.
“Well, he looks as bestial and menacing as ever,” Vitalion squeaked.
The crewmember pressed in a numeric code and the ship’s large access door opened. It opened so silently that Saleeya didn’t even realize it had opened until the warmer air touched her already hot face. A huge ramp was attached to the ship at the entrance and led down to the Space Station’s platform. The ramp gleamed silver like the ship, and it looked daunting. There were slight railings on both sides of the ramp. It stretched high above the Space Station platform by at least sixty feet. It slanted down at a slight angle to where they would step off onto the permanent platform. The silver bridge covered the gap between the ship and the platform, and there was a drop of a great and undetermined amount below. Saleeya did not know what was more frightening, walking across the bridge-ramp or the five men waiting at the bottom. The five huge Xihirian males casually moved closer to the edge of the ramp to wait. “Let’s disembark,” Vitalion ordered. Surprisingly, he started bravely toward the Xihirians at a swift pace. Saleeya forced her feet to move. She followed close behind Vitalion’s assistant. When Vitalion reached the midsection of the ramp, he suddenly stopped. Saleeya nearly panicked at the thought of stopping in the middle of the terrifyingly high ramp.