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tangled brown hair back
from her face. A dark bruise covered the right side from her
cheekbone to her chin where one of the men had hit her.
    “I love you, Jordan,” Taylor said. “I’ll be
glad when you are feeling better.”
    “Me too, Taylor,” Jordan whispered
tearfully. “I hate being like this.”
    “One day we’ll have a house of our own.
Maybe we can talk Jesse into stealing a car and we can go up to
Wenatchee,” Taylor suggested. “We could live in the cabin.”
    “If it is still…,” Jordan’s voice faded and
her hand started trembling uncontrollably as her eyes widened.
    “What’s wrong?” Taylor asked, turning
around.
    A low cry echoed throughout the parking
garage as three huge forms stepped out of the darkness. Taylor
stepped back with another cry, trying to shield Jordan who sat
frozen on the pallet. Both girls stared in horror as the aliens
they had avoided successfully for the past four years stepped into
the light of their makeshift campfire.

Chapter 5
    Jesse faded in and out of consciousness. She
felt her body being gently turned until she was lying flat on her
back. She immediately tried to turn back so she could curl up into
a ball but something prevented her from rolling onto her side.
    She pushed weakly at the arms picking her
up. She didn’t want to be moved until she felt the heat radiating
from the source trying to hold her. She immediately turned into it
and burrowed as close as she could get. She didn’t care where the
heat was coming from as long as it warmed her. She was
freezing.
    A low cry echoed in the air dragging her
back to consciousness. It took a moment for her to realize it had
come from Taylor. Her little sister sounded frightened.
    “Taylor? Baby, it’s okay,” Jesse forced out
in a slurred whisper. “I’ll protect you.”
    “You have to help her,” Taylor’s voice was
saying before it faded.
    Who has to help who? Jesse wondered
vaguely. Jordan. Jordan was sick. Was she doing worse?
    “Jordan!” Jesse cried out sharply.
“Jordan!”
    “Shush, she will be well soon,” a deep voice
responded.
    “I have… protect…,” Jesse choked out before
the world started to fade again. “Please… don’t.”
    “Don’t what, little female?” The deep voice
asked.
    Jesse forced her fevered eyes opened.
“Please… don’t hurt them. They… they are all I have… left,” she
begged, staring into the dark yellow eyes.
    “I will protect them with my life,” the dark
voice promised.
    Jesse didn’t respond. She stared intently
into the familiar but not so familiar yellow eyes for several long
seconds before she closed her eyes in exhaustion. She had no other
choice but to believe the strange alien male would keep his
promise. She was too weak to do otherwise. She turned her face into
the warmth of his body.
    She had nothing left inside of her to give.
She had used up all her strength to get back to her sisters. She
didn’t trust anyone but her sisters anymore. She hoped she wasn’t
making a fatal mistake in believing that the alien male holding her
would keep his word.
    *.*.*
    Hunter sat next to the bed in his quarters
in the housing that had been set up for the warriors. He had been
given special permission to bring the three females with him. The
two younger females were staying in the living quarters next to
his. This one, this one he had claimed as his Amate . It was
the only thing he could think of doing so he could receive
permission to keep the females with him.
    He lifted the pale, limp wrist lying on his
bed in his hand. It was so delicate he was afraid he might
unwittingly crush the bones by mistake. He stared down at the
intricate tattoos that had been etched into the female’s skin. An
identical one circled his own. The words and their meaning held him
mesmerized.
    When he had claimed her as his Amate ,
he had given his word as a warrior that he would accept
responsibility for her and her sisters. He had promised to protect,
care for and accept