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Summer
Well long story short. I was abducted. Actually, abducted by aliens. They were 8 feet tall, with green warty skin and long nasty claws. And, they were vicious. Luckily for us, they kinda got themselves blown up. They were trying to take a shortcut through an unstable wormhole. That's karma for ya. There were about fifty other females in the cage with me. We made it to an escape pod. Did I forget to mention that not all of us were human? Well, we're not. We were rescued and taken to a space station. Get this we're in the Pegasus Galaxy. Bad news, there is no way home. There is a matchmaking service here. We decided it was our best option. We have no money, no education. What else is there? Besides, have you seen the profiles? These guys are hot. Three of us are matched with brothers. We hop on a transport and travel to the planet Haven.
Well, we're here but my match is MIA. I get on the transport with the rest. Maybe one of them had to stay at the farm, and they tossed for it and he lost. Hey, throw me a bone here. We get to the farm and he's still MIA. I go to bed and about midnight the bed dips. He jumps back up yelling "Lights." I look up and the hottest male that I have ever seen is looking down at me. He demands to know who I am and why I'm here. Turns out he was away on a mission for the military and didn't know anything. His idiot brothers decide that since they were signing up, why not sign him up too?
Hunter
I just got home from a mission. I am exhausted. All I want is a bath and bed. I jump in the cleanser. I go to my bedchamber and sit down on my bed. Someone is in my bed. I jump back up and yell "Lights." I look down and the most beautiful female is looking up at me. I catch her scent. My mating fangs extend. We argue about why she is here.
I call my brothers. I'm sure that this has to be one of their hair-brained schemes. They explained that they were signing up, and didn't see any reason why I shouldn't sign up as well. I fume.
My mate came out of my bedchamber. She says she is going to the matchmaker the next suntime and get this mess all straightened out. I have news for her. She is my mate. She isn't going anywhere.
