It all seems so cozy, doesn’t it? Living together in a big, happy group guarded by our alien saviors. My fellow captives have all paired up with their chosen protector and are playing happy marriage—everyone except me and a lone male alien, Ryth.
He watches me, and although the expectation remains unspoken, I sense from the other girls that they want me to end up as his mate.
But what if I don’t want that? Don’t I get a say?
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Freedom is an illusion.
I’ve learned that lesson well. I was abducted from my home
along with several other women. We were kept in captivity by one alien
race, then rescued by another.
But it all seems so cozy now, doesn’t it? Living together in a
big, happy group guarded by our alien saviors. My fellow captives have
all paired up with their chosen protector and are playing happy
marriage—everyone except me and a lone male alien, Ryth.
He watches me, and although the expectation remains unspoken, I
sense from the other girls that they want me to end up as his mate.
But what if I don’t want that? Don’t I get a say?
But sometimes the loneliness of being stranded on an alien
world gets to me. During these moments, my desire for physical
connection grows strong and, in my weakness, my mind turns to Ryth. But
what if I only think I want him because there are no other options? I’m
pretty sure he deserves better.
My behavior confuses him as much as it confuses me. I’m
constantly battling between guilt, and my physical and emotional needs.
He challenges me, and we often clash. Ryth is pushing to see the real
me, I think, but after everything that’s happened, I’m not sure who I am
anymore.
And if that isn’t enough, a secret fear is growing inside me
which is destined to push me to the edge. Once it’s out, there won’t be
any going back, and I’m not sure even Ryth’s love can save me.
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