vision,
complete with breakfast, or I'm truly on another planet talking to a queen."
She shook her head at the absurdity of the situation. "At this point, I'm not
even sure which to hope for."
Katelyn thought the queen would laugh, but instead, she steepled her
fingers against her full lips. "Let me put it this way. My reality growing up
on Earth was much different from my current reality as queen on Tador.
But I would gladly hand over my sanity or anything else to stay here."
Alyssa laughed, a short, humorless sound. "You're welcome here as long as
you like, Katelyn."
Something told her the queen had left something unsaid, but she wasn't
exactly in a position to ask outright. Unsure how to respond, Katelyn
reverted to her comfortable, sarcastic humor. "Not a bad offer if all the men
look anything remotely like Grayson."
Alyssa laughed again—a genuine sound of mirth this time— and her eyes
danced with mischief. "Let's just say you'll be pleasantly surprised in that
regard. Although I have a feeling Grayson won't like your appreciation of
any of the other men's good looks, or even the women, for that matter."
Katelyn bristled at any discussion of Grayson becoming possessive or
proprietary over her. Katelyn had always prided herself on being
independent and her own woman. If Grayson had a problem with that,
they needed to resolve that misconception first thing.
Her brain suddenly caught up with her indignation, and she processed the
last half of Alyssa's sentence.
Katelyn's cheeks burned, and a lead ball of mortification settled inside her
stomach. Was Alyssa psychic? Had she picked up on Katelyn's strong
attraction to her?
A crease formed between Alyssa's dark brows, and she leaned forward and
rested her elbows on the table. "Oh, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I guess
I thought, because you are partly human, Tador wouldn't affect you the
same way it does the natives." She reached out for the pitcher of tea and
poured it into a tall glass. "I assume from your reaction that you're
experiencing strong sexual urges. Don't be embarrassed—sexual energy
here on Tador is just as important as food or water. It most likely means
you need sexual sustenance to fully recover."
Katelyn's temples throbbed. Grayson had said as much in their dream
vision, but he hadn't mentioned that she would suddenly be attracted to
women, too. "I'm not sure what's happening to me. I've always had a
healthy libido, but oh, my Goddess. Does the planet also make you
attracted to people you weren't attracted to before?"
Alyssa took a drink and set her glass on the table. "You can rest easy on
that subject—you're not crazy. Tador is a world of sexual energy, and there
are very few things forbidden here. The planet will pull you strongly
toward what you need to ensure you retain enough energy." She brushed a
braid over her shoulder. "When you see Grayson you should have him give
you a tour so you can see for yourself." The queen leaned back in her chair
and studied Katelyn. "I like you already. If Grayson had to bring someone
back through the between, I'm glad he found someone with a sense of
humor."
Confusion flitted through Katelyn's brain. She set the pastry on the plate in
front of her and wiped her fingers on a pillowy soft napkin. "Between?"
The queen nodded and then swallowed. "I'm sorry, let me back up. The
between is a portal between our world and Earth. It's a dark void, and I've
never met anyone who likes using it, but it's an easy way to travel, once
you learn how to open the portal."
"Is it hard to learn?" It would be a relief to know Katelyn didn't have to rely
on the Klatch to decide to let her leave.
"It took me a while. However, I think only Klatch or Cunts are able to open
one." Alyssa's brow furrowed, and she seemed about to say something
more when she stopped and shook her head. "Anyway, I haven't had much
of a chance to talk to Grayson yet this morning, and he's been
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