Page 39 of Hunter's Moon

“Mm-hmm,” I confirmed, snuggling closer. “But... are they your friends?”

His expression softened. “Not exactly friends. More like comrades.”

“Oh?” I prompted, curiosity piqued.

“You might want to consider going to the station,” Tharion said thoughtfully. “I’ve heard some of the Vinduthi there have taken human mates.”

That caught me off guard. “Really? I didn’t know that was... common.”

As I pondered this, another question bubbled up. One I’d been afraid to ask before. “Tharion... what about the war? Humans weren’t really involved, and I was barely surviving anyway. As low as we are on the social scale, it didn’t seem to matter to most of us.”

He sighed. “The Alliance... it just got too big. Too many rules. The Vinduthi, the Mondians, and our allies tried to push back. It... didn’t work out in the end.”

A chill ran through me despite Tharion’s warmth. “If it was a civil war, does that mean... are all the Vinduthi criminals now?”

And if it did… how much did I care?

“Not exactly,” Tharion reassured me, his hand stroking my back soothingly. “There was an amnesty. But most of us still aren’t happy working with the Alliance.”

I fell silent, processing this information. It was so much more complex than I’d realized. I’d been so focused on my own survival that I’d barely paid attention to the larger conflicts shaping the galaxy.

Tharion’s voice broke into my thoughts, tinged with worry. “Lina... do you regret being mated now?”

I looked up at him, seeing the vulnerability in those red eyes that had once seemed so alien and now felt like home. Without hesitation, I leaned up and kissed him deeply, pouring all my love and certainty into it.

When we finally parted, breathless, I smiled. “Not for a second,” I assured him.

The relief and joy that spread across his face made my heart swell. Tharion pulled me close, burying his face in my hair. “I love you, Lina,” he murmured. “More than I ever thought possible.”

“I love you too,” I whispered back.

As we lay there, tangled together, I marveled at the journey that had brought us here. From getting tea in a market to murder, being hunted in a seedy cantina to becoming mates, bound together in ways I was only beginning to understand. The future was uncertain, filled with potential challenges and adventures, but I knew that with Tharion by my side, I could face anything.

I traced the swirling patterns on his chest, matching the ones now adorning my own skin. “So,” I said, a playful smile tugging at my lips, “tell me more about these floating cities on Inion.”

Tharion’s eyes lit up, and he launched into a description of shimmering, translucent structures drifting through pastel-hued clouds. As he spoke, I closed my eyes, imagining our future adventures together.

Whatever lay ahead, I knew one thing for certain: our story was far from over. It was just beginning.

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