in the middle of Tresa and Teriff’s living quarters. Tilly was shaking with fury as Teriff told her that he had sent Terra away. He would never let his daughter mate with a weak human male, even if he was her bond mate. “You sent her where?” Tilly screeched drawing a pained look from Angus. “Now dear,” Angus began trying to pull his tiny wife back into his arms. “Don’t you ‘now dear’ me, Angus Bell,” Tilly growled in a low voice. “Teriff, have you lost your ever-loving mind? You have to bring Terra back right now! I promised Cosmos I would watch over her until he came for her.” “I told you, I will not allow her to be mated with a human male!” Teriff snapped out in anger. Teriff’s face was tight with annoyance and determination. He had returned from battle with adrenaline pulsing through his body. He had decided it was in Terra’s best interest and safety if she was secure within the Isle of the Chosen’s fortress. It was the only place he could think of to send her until he could decide what to do with her. After what had happened at both warehouses, he would not take a chance of anything happening to his beautiful daughter. He did not want to give her to the Northern clan leader but if it was a choice between Hendrik and the human male, he would. He needed time to review the agreement the huge warrior had presented him first. It didn’t help that he had returned from battle with his body fueled by adrenaline, making him hard and horny for his very beautiful and stunningly passionate bond mate. Since Tink had appeared on his world and talked with his bond mate, his life had exploded into never-ending bouts of fulfillment. He and Tresa had been together for years but never had she responded with the unprovoked passion that now consumed her since she discovered the power she held with just her touch. The women of Prime were raised to tolerate the touch of their mates. He would like to find the ancients who decided that the women of his world should be taught to hold their passions back. He would personally kill them! He understood part of the reason was to make the lack of having a bond mate more tolerable for the males. If they knew how passionate a female could be there would have been war among all of the surviving men. Now that new females who were compatible with their kind had been found, he could only hope that war could still be avoided. Already the Eastern Clan had tried to kidnap one of the human females. His son, Borj’s mate had been kidnapped by Core, Merrick’s second in command. Merrick ruled the Eastern Clan. It was only the fact the men of Merrick’s clan were so desperate for information that such females existed that prevented Teriff from killing the entire bunch. Well, that and the fact that his new daughter had done a pretty good job of letting the males know she was not going to be cooperative. In truth, Teriff could not blame the other clans for demanding information. Even now, he fought to protect his only daughter from being taken against her will by a Northern Clan who wanted to use her to force Teriff to give them access to where the females had come from. Hendrik was a bear of a warrior who would do whatever was necessary to bring hope back to his clan. The Northern area of Baade was a harsh world that few could survive in. The icy tundra and fierce storms made the men strong but few women could handle such an environment. Hendrik had recently inherited the duty of Clan leader after his own father was killed in an avalanche just six months before. Early this morning, Tresa had demanded to know if it were true that he had sent their daughter to the Isle of the Chosen. He reluctantly admitted he had sent her there late last night. A shiver of foreboding ran through him. The feeling had increased when he had taken his shower alone this morning. The damn thing had been like ice and Tresa had refused to join him. In fact, she had told him that she had a