![]() I don't look back, needing to place as much distance between myself and the woman as possible. My teenage struggles with Beast were never this difficult.After what seems like an eternity, I'm able to draw oxygen into my lungs and think clearly."See her back to her room," I grind out as soon as I can speak with some semblance of control.Beck hurriedly steps out of my path as I head for the door. Beast gives a last internal grumble and pulls back. Minute by minute the pain lessens and my human side gains ground. With unwavering concentration, I force my bones to reknit, the K-5 to recede, and my eyesight to readjust. "What's happening?" Marinah asks."Don't move at all," Beck tells her.Pain explodes at their voices and Beast gains another inch of my control. And it hasn't.Beck and I arrive back at the Citadel, thus named by one of the men while we prepared for our human vi What we received is the daughter of a man I respect, and as soon as she fell at my feet outside the airplane, I knew nothing would go according to plan. Federation while we grumbled and delayed. The entire situation makes no sense.The plan was to have an unobtrusive woman who would pontificate on behalf of the U.S. ![]() She ignites something inside me and when near, I feel her on a different level than others. ![]() I'm aware of her in a way no other woman holds my attention. From Marinah's scent to her tall, lithe body, she draws my focus while inciting Beast's ire. Being away from her has given me a chance to think about these strange, for lack of a better word, feelings. He doesn't like Marinah, while my human side is intrigued. Today is the exception, and I've had an internal war all afternoon with Beast. She never talked about why.""Could she fight?"I shrug and my feet shake a little. The military was a way for her to get out of her home environment. She would have died for her country or for her family, but she had a gentle soul. It's where she met my dad.""She was a warrior?"I take a deep breath. She would stand on this ball rock solid.""Talking helps you with balance.""She was in the military. "I take after her in height if not finesse. My name rhymes with hers," I add with a quick smile. Tell me about them when they were alive."This is mentally hard on me, but something is working because I'm no longer wobbling. "Tell me about your family," he says as soon as I'm up."They're dead," I reply."Most humans are. I know how we can make this easier." I follow him and use his shoulder and the wall again. "You stayed on the ball when you weren't thinking about your balance. Genetically Modified Chapter 15: Marinah.We've been at it for two hours.""Four more hours to go." Le "I'm not even sure what you're trying to accomplish. "You've been given a hopeless job," I tell Boot while gaining my feet.Yeah, he growls at me for that.I stand and Boot steps closer so I can use his shoulder and the wall to climb the entire six inches onto the squishy plastic. I can't even do two."I wobble and spill the other way, where the wall can't stop my downward progress. My palm hasn't left the smooth surface because I fall as soon as I try to stay upright on my own. Besides grumbling one-word commands, the man hasn't spoken."One foot," he barks.Wow, two actual words.I'm standing close to the wall so I can use it for balance. Without King's guarantee Boot won't kill me, I'd be worrying non-stop. I actually feel sorry that Boot is forced to train me because it's a losing proposition. It's only a half-ball on a flat surface, but it's kicking my butt. Genetically Modified Chapter 14: Marinah.Our own planet was destroyed because of our violent nature and those who survived knew they had to make changes. I've placed him in charge of our food supply until his beast calms or we go back to war.When we came to earth hundreds of years ago, my ancestors chose farming as a non-violent way for us to assimilate into the human population. His hair is dirty blond and he carries our signature blue eyes with a slightly rounder face than mine. He's my size, but I have no doubt of the outcome if we battled and he wouldn't be walking away in one piece. The last thing I want to do is kill Cabel if he attacks due to his recent mating. His eyes remain down while his wife stops about ten feet behind him and stays there."How's married life, Cabel?" I don't look directly at his wife, just keep her in my peripheral vision. Cabel, one of my elite guards who was recently married, moves in our direction.
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