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Vice Admiral Niobe, Interstellar Brides Testing Center, The Colony

“Run. You know I like the chase. I will catch you and then…”

The male’s deep voice was a rough whisper, but I heard it across the vast space between us like he was right beside me. He didn’t need to finish his sentence. I knew what he would do when he caught me. It made my skin prickle with awareness, my pussy clench with need.

I was fast.

He was faster.

I was cunning.

He was ruthless.

I was a Hunter.

I was also the hunted.

I was his prey. His desire. His mate.

And when he found me, he’d take me. Command me. Fill me. Fuck me and make me his. Completely.

I wasn’t running from him because I didn’t want him.

I was running because I did.

My heart pounded not because I was tired, but because I was excited. Eager.

And so I ran faster, for the hunt was part of the mating. I would not allow a male to claim me who was not worthy. And he would not claim me if I didn’t test him.

The terrain was steep, the trees thick, the canopy of leaves overhead blocked out much of the sunlight. The air was damp, warm. Almost sultry.

I smiled as I quickly pivoted around a large tree, leaped over a fallen log.

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