Desert World Savages Part 2: Falling: A SciFi Alien Serial Romance Read Online Free PDF Page B

consumed bonded lovers.
    They may not know much about each other now, but they would learn everything about each other. He'd do what he could to make things easier for her, even if things wouldn't be easy for him.
    He walked through the problems in his mind.
    First was her declaration that she did not feel the same way about him. It was hard to imagine, but she was a different species and who knew how that worked? Her biology was different. How different, they would have to learn together.
    Second, he bonded with her without her permission. This would definitely have repercussions at home among his people. They would punish him in some way, maybe even banish him. He wouldn't like itt, but as long as he had Tracy things would be bearable.
    Third, and most seriously, he broke the law by having sex with Tracy. The bond was proof of the action and there would be no denying it. Not that he would have. He was not a coward or a liar. But his career as a tracker was over.
    Rev would lose his job with a criminal record. They may even imprison him! Serving time wouldn't be terrible, but from being away from Tracy would be. He would have to hope that his record, his work and the testimony on the wivers ring would earn him mercy from the court.
    The door slid open and Grenta entered.
    "Everything OK in here?" he asked.
    "They're both fine."
    "Let me see," he said walking to the space between the tanks. He peered into Grubba's tank and made a noise of approval. "Very good! She should be ready in a few hours time."
    "A few hours?"
    "You haven't been paying attention, have you? We are in orbit over the miners' planet already. Jaal is in contact with the miners now and they are anxious to inspect the shipment."
    Grenta looked into Tracy's tank. He frowned.
    "No physical changes at at. There should be SOMETHING." He took a device out of his pocket and passed it over Tracy, shaking his head.
    "Well, it happens at times, though not often, but not a single cellular change." Grenta moved swiftly to the view screen and swiped at it. Jaal's image came up.
    "Don't tell me you have a problem again, Grenta."
    "One of the cargo. She did not take to the conversion process."
    Jaal grunted. "Well, dispose of her. We don't have time for anything else. The miners are getting anxious and we're going to lose the bonus for rapid delivery."
    "How do you want it done?"
    "Toss it into space."
    Rev moved forward, growing alarmed. If she was spaced, there was little he could do for her.
    "Jaal," he said, "spacing her now will leave a body for someone to find. Why don't you head into the atmosphere, and I'll flush her then. It will burn up as it falls."
    Jaal grinned. "That's why I like you, Cax. Always thinking. Yes, that sounds like a plan. Get her ready. I'll signal you when we start our descent."
    "Good plan," said Rev. He turned to find Grenta looking straight at him, his eyes narrowed.
    "When did you get so eager? I've known you a couple years now, and you haven't volunteered for anything."
    "I'm just anxious to get this job done and get my cut. I have big plans for my money."
    "Like what?" Grenta's suspicious gaze followed him as Rev went to Tracy's tank.
    "Like none of your business, old man." Rev grabbed a wad of disposable towels and put them at the edge of the tank. He hauled Tracy up and removed her mask. He awkwardly wrapped a towel around her. As Grenta watched him, Rev slung Tracy over his shoulder, and picked up the rest of the towels with his free hand.
    "Don't take too long, Cax," said Grenta. "You have to get the others ready for transport."
    Rev grunted in acknowledgement. He left the lab and headed for the nearest airlock.
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    Tracy woke when she became aware that someone was tugging on her body. As her eyesight cleared, she saw Rev kneeling beside her, pulling up a white, bulky suit over her torso and stuffing her arms into it. He zipped it up gently and then attached some boots to her feet.
    "What's going on?" she asked.
    "We don't have time