“The Vorge belongs to us.” Cathian chuckled. “The first litter. Myself, Cavas, and Crath are owners. The official paperwork was received only an hour ago. No one can take it away from us. I’ll still represent my planet, we’ll get paid, but our home on this ship is secure, always.”
“The love boat is ours!” Nara cried.
“It’s a bad love boat.” Crath jerked his thumb toward Marrow. “Her and I are still without someone to life-lock with.” He glanced at the Pods and Midgel. “And you four don’t want or need someone else to share your life with.”
“Relax,” Raff ordered. “I have a plan.”
Crath arched his eyebrows. “That is somewhat frightening, but I’m brave. Tell me what is brewing in that assassin’s brain of yours.”
“We got a message while Cavas was on Flax Colony, saving your ass.”
“I haven’t agreed.” Cathian shot his cousin a glare.
Raff ignored him. “Remember how we took down that slaver who wanted Sara?”
“As if we could ever forget Prince Azerba,” York growled, pulling her closer to his body.
“The Relon authorities saved half a dozen females from a shuttle that had landed on their planet for emergency repairs. Once the crew was arrested for having slaves onboard, they were eager to give information to earn a lighter sentence for their crime. It seems they were taking the females to a huge auction when their thrusters failed.”
Raff paused. “The Relons know we’re very protective of humans, considering what we did for Sara. There was a second shuttle that didn’t land needing repairs. The crew flipped on them, too, but by that time, they were out of reach of Relon. They verified that there was at least one human female on that other shuttle, heading for that auction. They gave us the location of where it will be held in the hope that we’d rescue those slaves.”
Crath grinned.
“It’s dangerous,” Cathian warned.
“That does nothing to help my situation.” Marrow sighed. “But I do love a good fight.”
“Huge auction of slaves,” Raff reminded her. “Many races. I found all the information I could about the auction. It’s the biggest one they hold annually, bringing in the best stock of slaves. They not only sell females, but males for fighting and hard labor. Perhaps we could find you someone to rescue as well.”
Marrow grinned. “I’m so in.”
“Me too.” Crath looked pleased.
“Did you hear me when I said it would be dangerous?” Cathian scowled.
“We are a sanctuary for humans,” Sara reminded him.
“We’re in,” the crew all stated, one at a time.
Crath chuckled, rubbing his hands together. “I’m best at undercover work. I want to lead this team.”
“Cavas would probably argue with you about that.”
Crath winked at Cathian. “He owes me. He got Jill. I get the next human.”
Up next…Crath
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