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Elena stared at the twin lines on the plastic stick, her hands shaking. It was impossible. She was on a colony ship heading toward Kepler-186f, strictly monitored by the United Earth Coalition. There were no men on her deck. Well, no human men. Los Gemelos No Planeados Del Guerrero Extraterr...

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They had consumed each other in the dark, a whirlwind of claws, soft skin, and possessive growls. When she woke up, he was gone, recalled to his warship. She had told no one. It was impossible

Suddenly, his wrist comm chimed. It was a priority alert from his covert surveillance drones left on the human vessel. A medical anomaly had been detected in sector 4. Bio-rhythms matching a Jaxar hybrid.