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Episode Twenty Rendezvous

N adira

Despite our bedplay last night, we got an early start this morning. I never dared dream a male would love me, and didn't imagine my body was capable of that type of physical pleasure.

As much as that was a trip to heaven, I feel as though soon I'll be walking into hell.

We're getting close to the rendezvous. When all is said and done today, I'm going to have not one but three mates. There's a little girl inside me who wants to throw herself on the ground and whine and wail, cursing everyone from Azael to the gods themselves—if they exist. I want to complain about how unfair it is, especially after I found such pleasure and peace in Azael's arms.

But I do none of that. I simply clutch my mate's hand tighter and ask more questions.

I hadn't realized how much I learned in my household growing up. I was a sneaky child and found a cubby in the bottom of a side table I could hide in. The men would often go into my father's office after dinner. If it was after my bedtime and I knew I wouldn't be called in for my father to drum up interest in the men buying me in a marriage auction when I reached eighteen, I would hide and listen.

In addition to hearing just how few morals the men had, and how every conversation eventually turned to fucking, I found out all sorts of information. It never made much sense to me until now, but it's going to come in handy in an hour.

I now have two goals in life. One is to love my mate to the best of my ability and to be with him always. The other is to rescue all the women from Up Above.

Although my mating bed from now until forever will be shared with not one but three males, I only have to love one of them. When I was young, I learned how to turn my mind off to what was going on in my mouth or below my waist. I can do that with my two new mates.

I don't think I can rescue the women in all one hundred towers Up Above. But I truly believe if I play my cards right today, if I pick the right males, I'll be able to rescue the women from Tower One. That's plenty to accomplish in one lifetime.

As the sound of drums signals we're approaching the rendezvous, I squeeze Azael's hand even tighter.

"The only thing that makes this any easier on me," I say, "is that you're no happier about it than I am."

"Aye. I regret my decision to insist that every human female have at least three mates from different species. I thought I was ensuring the monks would have a chance of finding happiness in the arms of a female, and wound up ruining the best thing that ever happened to me. Which is you, Nadira."

He stops and tugs me to him, hugging me so tight it almost hurts.

We embrace wordlessly for long moments, then continue walking. After only a few more minutes, we can see fragments of booths, glimpsing people through the trees.

A minute later, we step out of the forest shade and into the light of a large clearing surrounded on all sides by tall pines.

The center is crowded with stalls filled with trade goods. From what I can see, there are pelts, rugs, leather work, and food booths. Around the outside are tents with firepits.

There are hundreds of people milling about, almost all are males. That shouldn't surprise me. There's something about the mutations Down Below that makes females rare.

The male-to-female ratio isn't shocking. The types of species milling about, combinations of almost every species of animal and man, certainly are.

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