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winners?”
    “No. Ishk should look after you, but just in case he doesn’t get round to it, I’ll do it for you.”
    “He doesn’t like me, does he?” she asked, looking over to Ishk, who was using the controls to dock the ship.
    “He doesn’t know you, Evie. He hasn’t taken the time to learn anything about humans. And yet he has already labelled them as not worth saving.” He frowned. “I shouldn’t have said that. But just be patient with him. Our Hier Ruler, Lytril, who is our leader, thought he should be given a female in the hope that you may change his mind. Especially when you conceive his child.”
    “No pressure, then?” Although they could all tell the Karalians had made a mistake, thinking she could change Ishk’s mind. She repelled him, that much was obvious.
    “None. Be yourself, let him breed with you and then … well, you can always go and live away from him in the breeding house. I will make sure it is prepared.”
    She smiled. “You’re saying he is a hopeless case.”
    “Unfortunately I think he may be.”
     

Chapter Seven – Ishk
    The docking went smoothly and as soon as the doors opened, he was out of the space cruiser. The smell of the human was almost too much to bear. He would order his space cruiser to go through a thorough decon’ too.
    Behind him, Okil was helping the female out of her seat. She was not in good shape and once more he thought that Lytril, Hier Ruler, must have picked her in order to disgrace him. Her face was swollen, and she had dried blood on her chin. When she moved towards him, he could see her fingernails were filled with dirt and her clothes were in tatters.
    Surely a member of the Hier Council should have been awarded a human those on Earth called a pent, not this skim. Damn, she couldn’t even be described as a skim. She was not a bottom feeder, she was even beneath that. His lips curled in disgust, a reaction that seemed to occur every time he saw her. And he had to fight to keep the colours from appearing over his skin, his revulsion was so strong.
    “This way. I hope our decontamination rooms can get rid of all that dirt.” He led the way, pressing a button to open a door, while Okil disappeared to another part of the space station. Left alone with her, he realised it would be up to him to tell her what to do. “Take off your clothes.”
    “Here?” She looked around, taking in the different instruments and the open clear glass in the door. “But you can see me?”
    “So? You are going to be in my bed tonight. What difference is there if I see you now?” His voice carried its usual impatience.
    “It’s not the same,” she said weakly, her eyes filling with tears.
    He sighed. “Do you wish me to tear them from your body?”
    She looked at him, and whatever she saw registered in her mind and she understood that he was the superior creature here. Slowly she began to remove her sweater, clutching it to her as she looked for somewhere to put it.
    “Drop it to the floor. They will have to be incinerated. We cannot risk you wearing them on Karal. I cannot begin to think of what disease they would carry.”
    She dropped them to the floor, and then proceeded to undo her pants; they fell to the floor, too. Now he could see the full extent of the bruises down her thighs. A part of him awoke. The part that told him this was a female and she should be protected. But he didn’t want to be the one to protect her. He wanted nothing to do with her.
    “And the rest. Hurry. I need to get back to Karal.”
    She turned her back to him and undid her shirt, leaving her standing in only a bra and panties. Bruises vividly covered her skin, if he hadn’t known she was a human, he might have mistaken her for a Karalian whose emotions were stuck, leaving the colours permanently visible.
    Going forward, he went to her, examining the full extent of the damage. “Turn around.”
    Hesitating, she did as he asked, keeping her eyes down. On her left shoulder were