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Rezzer, Zakar Private Quarters
“Excellent job,” I said, walking up between my friends and slapping them both on the shoulder.
Tyran and Hunt didn’t look away from their mate or their new baby as we came in. In fact, if the Hive came through the door, I doubted they’d notice. Although the way they eyed their loved ones with such possession, I had no doubt they’d defend them to the death.
Lady Zakar, their mate, laughed from where she was propped up in bed. She wore a white gown that covered her modestly, and the blankets were tucked about her waist. Kristin of Earth held her newborn baby in her arms, swaddled in a soft wrap. “Thanks, Rezzer, but I did all the work,” she grumbled, but a smile played at her lips.
I knew her well, having worked beside her, hunted next to her in the cav
