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“Busy night.”

Utan nodded.

“Then they have not heard that females have arrived,” Altan said, entering more and shutting the door behind him.

Utan set his pen down. “No. When?”

“Only moments ago. Garon and the others negotiate as we speak.”

“Then why are you here?” Utan asked. “I know how close to the Heat you are, brother. You should be there, bartering for a woman to collar.”

His brother was right. He should be back at the landing pads, trying to find a woman to collar and stave off his Heat. “A female ran away.”

Utan’s lips twitched. “And you believe she ran straight for a whorehouse?”

“I believe she knew not what she was running towards, only that she was running,” he supplied. “And she is sick, brother. Gravely.”

Utan stood quickly. “How so?”

“I know only that she coughed up blood.”

“The vessel, was it Voxenites?” asked Utan.

Altan nodded. “There is more, brother. The female, she quells my Heat with a simple touch but in the same respect, the beast has never wanted out more. Utan, she does something to me.”

Utan gasped. “You believe her to be the one for you?”

“I do.”

“Cursed stars, the Voxenites’ air is poison to certain people,” Utan said. “It sounds as if this female is one of them. We must make haste.”

“Poison?” Altan asked, his mind on the woman and her long blonde hair and wide blue eyes. She was so tiny. So weak. “Is it fatal?”

“Without treatment, yes.” Utan pressed a button on his desk and a woman dressed in red sheer material entered.

Her gaze moved to Altan. He knew her well. He’d fucked her on many occasions for coin, of course. He always paid her above her going rate for her services. She began to remove the strip of material covering her breasts.

Utan rolled his eyes. “No. He seeks not services of the flesh. Seek out Manuk. Tell him we have a Voxenites’ poisoning.”

She gasped. “Yes, Master.”

She rushed away.

Utan looked to Altan. “Where is the female?”

“I lost her scent near here.”

“The mines of Tagun still toying with you?” his brother asked as he moved to Altan’s side.

“Yes.”

“Come, we shall search for her.” Utan moved outside and began stripping from his clothing quickly. He tossed his pants at his brother and stood unabashed in his nakedness. “Can you shift?”

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