Page 65 of Crossing Quinn

“According to my Yakira, family comes in all sizes and shapes,” Wulf remarked.

Quinn nodded. “That’s because alien life-forms are drawn to our females. Kaylee and the Tabors. Zoey and the Gorum. Bree and her horde of alien kids.”

“Yakira and Ziyad,” Wulf added.

Adan chimed in, “Farin females and Katanics.”

“Enough chatter. If we are to stop the Tai-Kok, we need to build our devices,” Papa interjected.

I put my two cents in. “You need to collect some iplo lizards too, Papa. You know how they love to chew on power cables. And it might be a good time to share Mami’s singing with them again.”

“A sound strategy,” Papa agreed.

“Me sleepy.” Clio nuzzled my neck.

I stroked her hair. “Do you think the Executioners would be interested in delivering our gifts to other Tai-Kok ships?”

“I will ask them,” Adan replied.

Quinn kissed the tip of my nose. “You have the bridge, Xenia.”

“Yes, my lord.”

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