Mission
W’lyn with the Guardians. They can get you free of the station, and I can’t.”
    “How are they going to take me past security? I can’t just go on a day pass, you know.”
    Polly smiled. “You are going to assault a Guardian.”
    “Why would I do that?”
    “Because I am going to hit you first.”
    Polly swung at her and Jewel sidestepped her easily.
    To Jewel’s shock, Polly turned with incredible speed and struck her twice in quick succession. Jewel retaliated and Polly went spinning back several steps. A drop of blood welled at the corner of Polly’s mouth and Jewel calmly stepped forward to finish the fight.
    “Easy, Jewel. The damage is done.” Stormyo grabbed her and held her, keeping her from pursuing Polly.
    The female Guardian looked a little uneasy. “She should change clothes and then we will leave.”
    Stormyo nodded. “Follow us.”
    Loesh nodded. “Because she is under arrest. Right.”
    Polly stepped into Loesh’s embrace and they followed.
    After a change of clothing to her normal crop-top bodysuit, she sighed. “I don’t want to leave you.”
    “I know, but you have to. We have the chance to get you free on a protected world. That isn’t something to be taken lightly.” He kissed both her gloved hands and smiled. “Go. I will be in touch when I can.”
    She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tight. “If you don’t, I will find a way to come after you.”
    He chuckled. “Then, I will try and make it sooner rather than later.”
    He pressed a kiss to her neck and whispered, “Go.”
    Blinking back tears, she walked to Polly and Loesh. They each took an arm and they marched her back to the docking area of the station with her leading the way.
    “Where are you taking her?” The security officer on duty tried to stop them. It was rather optimistic of him.
    Polly touched her lip. “She assaulted a Guardian and must face justice on W’lyn.”
    Loesh nodded. “I witnessed it. Allow me to speak with the administration and I will explain it to them.”
    He accessed the com unit and spoke rapidly, not allowing the administrator a word in edgewise. By the time he completed his dictation, the guard was relieved, and they had clear dispensation to leave with their prisoner.
    Loesh and Polly bustled her down the walkways and into a shuttle. They all strapped in and the shuttle dropped out of the station, making its way to the surface in a lazy descent.
    “Sorry for punching you, Polly.”
    Polly checked and smiled. “We are in W’lyn atmosphere, so I accept your apology. Sorry for picking a fight.”
    “It is fine. I would have taken you apart.” Jewel smiled slyly. She looked at the display and toward the station. “I hope he is all right. He is due to start his rut soon.”
    Polly shrugged. “He is a free man, and he should be able to work his way out of the station if he chooses.”
    Jewel watched the station get smaller. “I just hope he doesn’t choose to stay.”
    She just caught the look that the couple shared as they entered daylight and the station disappeared.
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Six weeks as a special adjunct to the Guardians made her appreciate her time with Stormyo. Her exposure to him had given her some sort of scent mark that lasted for the first three of those six weeks. It kept the W’lyn from trying to pursue her.
    After her third week, she had enough of a reputation on W’lyn to keep some of the men at bay and the others found being calmed to the point of impotence disturbing.
    Working with the Guardians let her expand her control over her own mind and spend time with other Terrans who had adapted to a new life on a new world with men who were extraordinarily dangerous and a good match for their mates. Wren’s mental control was invaluable, and she taught with nothing held back. It really helped.
    Learning that humans carried so much energy in them and that some had been living and working next to her day after day had been a little shocking,

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