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to make contact with me since I got into this part of space. From what I have read, it is a Drai courtship ritual."
    Fixer smoothed her fingers down and across Raine's forehead in an endless pattern of trickling energy. "It is. The Drai prove compatibility by touching their mate's mind. That is their biggest proof of a solid match, their mate hearing their call."
    A tension that she didn't realize she was holding onto released and Raine smiled at the pain-free moment. It was her first since the implants had been placed.
    "The implants act in Terrans like a low-grade infection. Your body can tolerate them for a time and then they begin to increase your sensitivity to everything. After a while, you start becoming one with the systems you work on and if steps aren't taken, you lock yourself in with the data."
    "How many of us have you fixed?"
    "Seven. Some have been Guardsmen, some not. There. You are done. The implants are made of a neutral material and are now sub-dermal with a valve that will allow you to jack in when you need it." Fixer smiled.
    "That was…way too easy."
    "Thanks. It's what I strive for. Now, get dressed so that we can get some breakfast. I am starving."
    Fixer's smile was infectious and soon, Raine was dressed and they made their way to the dining hall.
    Orell was sitting next to a male Selna in a uniform that matched Fixer's. The rest of the dining room was completely empty.
    "That is my partner, Shade." Fixer explained the male Selna with the wave of her hand.
    "Pleased to meet you, Shade."
    The Guardsman stood and approached her, taking one of her hands and bowing low over it. "It is enchanting to meet you, Agent Burke."
    "Thank you, Shade. I don't mean to be rude, but I was looking forward to breakfast." She smiled kindly at Shade and his mouth opened slightly in shock.
    Fixer grinned and moved to seat herself. Shade immediately abandoned Raine and assisted his mate to a seat.
    Orell held a chair out for Raine and she couldn't help but notice that it was as far from the handsome Shade as he could manage.
    The moment that they were seated, servants brought out hot tea, caf, iced water with citrus and a selection of breads and jams. To Raine's amusement, the food was placed in front of Fixer and she had to make do with her caf and water.
    "Fixer requires food to make up for her loss of energy while using her talent. Your meal is on the way." Orell lifted one of her hands to his lips and pressed a kiss on her knuckles.
    The music in her mind took on a sensual note and she blinked at the heat that spiralled from her hand and straight to her core.
    She didn't jerk her hand back and that in and of itself told her that she wasn't afraid of his advances. As a human amongst races that she had never imagined could be real, she had never found one that called to her in a way that was beyond mere curiosity. Something inside her recognized him and that little frisson of enthusiasm was going to be her downfall. A teeny, tiny little cheerleader in her mind hopped up and down the moment that he looked her way.
    When he placed her hand back on the table, she fought to keep her face straight, but knew she failed when Fixer shot her a knowing look.
    The music in her mind was a seductive cadence so enthralling that she almost missed Shade's comment.
    "So, a shit-storm is about to hit Yosh. Do you need any help?"
    She perked up and looked around the table at her dining companions, sighing in relief as food was slid in front of her.
    "We are prepared for the Baku. Thank you, Fixer, for setting up the control centre."
    Fixer raised one hand in acknowledgement and kept eating.
    Raine had to ask, "Control centre?"
    Orell inclined his head. "I will show you after breakfast. One of the initial installations to Yosh was a defence system, but without a control centre, they were simply underground weapons that could be manually fired if needed. Fixer assisted with that now that we are guarding one of the relay stations."
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