I had been in absolute heaven.
The males had promised me that they weren't interested in impregnating me any time soon. Zua'the had even gone one step further to assure me that while we were mates, everything concerning my body and any potential youngling was decided by me.
Having that much freedom to make my own decisions led to one of the best nights of my life. While the connection I felt toward each of the four males was something I had never experienced before, I was willing to go out on a limb and trust them.
And if they ended up betraying me, then I would just drag them down to hell with me.
But the next morning, it was the same shit, different day.
Ba'dqeel was 'requested' by the asshole prince to bring me into one of the ship's conference rooms in order to discuss my fate—his words, not mine.
