was rumbling in demand and she fed it.
“Seval, I can see you. Not completely, but you are transparent to me, not invisible.” Ben was smiling.
She stuck her tongue out at him. He laughed, he really could see her.
They all tucked into breakfast before Rabeni took her on a tour of the house and gardens.
“As you know, Seval, the Azon are a primarily studious species.”
“I have heard that, yes.”
“So it was quite the surprise to my mate and myself when our son announced that he was joining the Alliance as a Guard Agent, and stopping his research in exobiology. He was always very interested in your species. I think I now know why.”
Seval looked over the expanse of the gardens and smiled to herself. She had become visible again during the breakfast. “I had assumed as much. His training was minimal, and the amount of requests he put in to be assigned to Kalish Station were phenomenal.”
“So you knew?”
“I suspected. I do know that there is a database of Terran locations and personnel files here on Azon and in the Haldis Imperium. They are used for matchmaking to maximum effect. Did Vorabenik ever visit Kyra and Tiergar before he gave up exobiology?”
“How did you… Oh. Of course.” Rabeni laughed. “Well, my son was nothing if not a planner.”
“The funny thing is that he didn’t know that I was the Terran on Kalish until two weeks before we left it. I had to watch him relieve himself with the Companions over and over. He didn’t know what I was until I had my scent turned back on.” Seval laughed, but it was bittersweet. The pain of watching him go after other women had become a dull ache in her memory. Not painful, but still present. She had been too used to being the second choice in her life. It has caused her no end of personal grief.
“I didn’t mean to upset you by this conversation. Please, let us talk of more pleasant things.” Rabeni wrapped an arm around her and Seval let her. “Where do you want to live when the baby arrives? With us, or in a domicile of your own? Vorabenik has a nice house just a few miles from here.”
They continued with polite chatter, talking of babies, clothing and plant life. Seval knew one thing the instant that Ben rounded the corner to approach her, she was his first choice. His only choice. His mate for life.
She was just waiting for the chance to try that invisible blow job on him, it was going to be fun.
Author’s Note
If the idea of Terran Champions is new to you, pick up Arena Station at Extasy Books to start your education. Burning Ceres covers the use of the mating mask. Burning Ceres is one of the four Terran Times novels, which is also a Rune. So, here is a list of the Terran Times books as well as the Champions of Terra.
Arena Station
Deal with a Dhemon
Avari Nyx
Marks of Admar
Haldis Imperium
Gift of Wyora
Burning Ceres
An Honoured Wife
Blood Proxy
There are also more Terran Times shorts in Sanguinary Seductions, Atlantis Allure, and Violet Visions, with another one coming up in Emerald Envisage.
Happy Reading!
Viola Grace
About the Author
Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. Her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metalwork, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain maille, and a few others that have been forgotten.
Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. A brilliant mind, with a twisted sense of humor.
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