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Harvested Twelve
"I was just surprised. I figured that would be something Fiadh would do," Jia whispers as we watch the twirling bodies move around the room. I shrug and rub my forearms to hide my embarrassment. "The thought of someone mistreating one of you just brought up a lot of emotion. I didn't mean to cry. I know that made me look weak...I just. My mom was all I had before I came here, and now the four of you are all I have. My bravado and hate towards the stuck-ups just kind of evaporated when I started questioning our safety," I explain, and Jia wraps her arms around me tightly. I manage to wrap my arms around her lower back, and she pats my back. "I wasn't trying to make you feel bad. I appreciated you standing up and showing some vulnerability. We needed to be reassured," Jia says, and I nod as she releases me. I give her a small smile, and we return our focus to the dance floor. Xiu, Zuri, and Fiadh have been asked to dance twice, while Jia and I have been asked once. O
Harvested Thirteen
BURK POV The feminine voices buzz all around me as I try to pinpoint individual conversations. I don't want a mate focused on my gold status now that we have received it. She will spend our lives flaunting our wealth instead of building our family. "Any luck," Modok grumbles lowly, and my eyes snap open to glare at him? Even his low tone hurt my sensitive ears, and he knows how much I hate when I get interrupted. "No. But how could I if you keep butting in," I growl, and Modok shrugs. He moves closer to my side as his reptilian eyes sweep the room. Between his eyes and my ears, very little gets past us. But there have been times. "Just ask them to dance. I'm going to focus on the Keas and the Earthlings. They should be the least likely to base a good pairing on gold. Nole has already reported back on the Shikazs and the Peulos. It's pointless to approach their groups again," Modok says, and I glance at him. "They call themselves humans. Use their terminology. That group
Harvested Fourteen
BURK POV"I wasn't good enough for Commander Garlof, so I decided he wasn't good enough to escort me," Krystal explains with sass in her soft voice. My eyes dart towards Commander Garlof, who is receiving disapproving stares, and I smirk. He thought because the human females were smaller, he didn't have to respect them as he would the others, and now Krystal has exposed his disrespect to the room. As I return my focus to the females, I am approaching the tallest beauty with chocolate skin places her hands on her curvy hips. "I will kick his butt! You are amazing," she says angrily, and I chuckle slightly at the idea of her fighting against the renowned Commander. She wouldn't even be able to handle a poke from his hand, let alone an all-out fight. But the human females seem just feisty enough to believe they could actually win. What they lack in size, they make up for in spirit, something I have come to respect during my years of fighting. As I continue my approach, I w
Harvested Fifteen
I sigh loudly as the door closes, and exhaustion hits me like a tank. I kick off the heels I have worn all day while shoving my fingers into my hair to remove the pins poking my scalp.I was having such a good time. I really like both Tilk and Burk, but when my virginity was brought up, the romantic bubble that I was in popped.They are going to compete against one another in physical combat to win the right to deflower the female of their choosing, and that goes against everything I was ever taught. I realize the other planets are unlike Earth, but I can't shut off what my world engraved in my mind.A knock comes from the other side of my door just as I step towards the bathroom, and I freeze. I hope it isn't one of the guys I just gave the cold shoulder to. I take a deep, reassuring breath and turn back towards the door."Yes," I say as I open the door cautiously, but when I see Zalu on the other side waiting, my nerves evaporate instantly, and I manage to pull a smile to my face."
Harvested Sixteen
Fiadh's eyes move around nervously as we listen to the announcer introduce the males we met last night. With each name, rank, and story, the crowd erupts like a volcano. The sound of their many voices causes the walls to shake and Fiadh to become more afraid. Zuri has tried to soothe her, but even her gentle touches seem to be too much for our easily spook-able friend. A few more minutes of this, and Fiadh runs the risk of passing out for sure. "It's okay, Fiadh," Zuri whispers again, and I nod to show my support. Fiadh gives us both a weak smile before looking back toward the door, but her hands don't stop shaking. I wish the room was more inviting. Maybe if the interior was nicer, we could distract her. The bare reddish-orange walls give the room a very cellarish vibe, and there isn't any seating for us to relax. Zalu had warned me before we arrived that this place is just a big arena. It isn't fancy like the place we have been staying, but I don't know if the other corre
Harvested Seventeen
"She was giving you a warning, Krystal. Zor's family is considered royalty on Makskin. They have been nominated as rulers since before the war. Some people think they use unsavory means to obtain the position, but I think the planet is just set in its ways. But due to her family, any rumor started by Zor spreads through the worlds like an out-of-control fire. She has influence even if people dislike her. She could make this tournament a very difficult time for you. So even if she is snarky, try to keep your reactions to a minimum," Zalu says as she pins pale blue flowers in my hair.I nod even though I hate having to bite my tongue. People like Zor don't deserve to get their way, but I am not about to mess with alien politics. I was ignorant to the world of drama on Earth. I am definitely out of my eliminate here. "I will just ensure I don't sit next to her again. We don't really have to associate with each other anymore...right," I ask, and I see Zalu nod in the mirror. "Right.
Harvested Eighteen
RATED R VIOLENCE The crowd's chants are louder today and almost savage as we make our way towards our seats. Their excitement seems to have distracted them from our late presence, which makes the irritated Kea relax. "Zuri, trade me," I whisper quickly as we get closer, and I see Zor on the end again. Zuri nods while giving me a small smile. She doesn't need me to explain the reason. She heard Zor yesterday. As we take our seats, my eyes focus on the massive grassy field. I keep myself from focusing on the thousands around us by staring at the sand-colored men already poised in the center. Their shoulders and backs have to be three or four times my body width...at least, which seems to be bigger than they were yesterday. "Do they look bigger today," I whisper toward Fiadh, and she nods without taking her bottom lip from between her teeth? Fear slowly begins to creep up my body, and the crowd changes their tone-chants and grunts of excitement or approval stop. But the silenc
Harvested Nineteen
TILK POV "Burk's out for blood," Nole mumbles from behind me, and I peel my eyes off the battle-savvy Hassin. I look back at my Kinmen, and he nods to acknowledge my interest. "Does he have weaknesses," I ask, knowing my inquiry will most likely be met with aggression? Nole has been fighting with Burk since training. No one knows Burk better than his men, and Nole is one of his best.Nole flashes his teeth at me before getting right in my face. He flares his nostrils defensively, but my expression stays neutral. Nole is my equal in every way. He doesn't scare me. A battle between us would be difficult but not impossible to win. His chest buffing isn't intimidating. Burk is my main opponent. "I owe him my skin a hundred times over, Tilk. Asking me for his weakness is an insult. You know he is my Commander. Our blood has been spilled together," Nole growls, and his body expands to display his intent to fight. I smirk. "In the Harvest, you fight anyone and everyone. F
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