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“Peters is going to face a trial. A man on his team died when they shoved me in that hole, which he’ll be charged with, along with attempts on my life for luring me to that storage room. Howard thinks he’ll get twenty years and a dishonorable discharge from fleet if he survives prison that long. He’s an asshole, so keep that in mind. The other team members swore they didn’t know anything. Either way, Howard kept them secured inside their cabins until two days ago, when they were shipped off Defcon Red. Problem solved.”
“Is anyone giving you trouble over mating to a Veslor?”
“No, Mom. The attitude around here has changed a lot. The jerks who used to taunt the Veslors now give them a pretty wide berth.”
Her father smiled. “They don’t want to be torn apart or give your mate an excuse to bring you their blood.”
Abby knew her father would understand. “Exactly right. My mate is a badass.”
“We’ll set up a trip,” her mother promised.
“Let me know when you’re coming, and I’ll make sure the grouping requests some time off.”
Abby ended the call before the link was lost and stood, entering the main living area of their family suite. She’d added some homey touches to it in the past few weeks. The males hadn’t complained about big, comfortable cushions to lounge on. She’d noticed right away they weren’t big fans of the couch.
The door opened as she was heading to get herself a cup of tea and Drak was the first to enter. He grinned, coming right at her. “I missed you.”
She opened her arms and met him halfway, letting him lift her in a bear hug. “I missed you, too.”
He nuzzled his face in her neck, deeply inhaling. “Just like me.”
She laughed. “Musk of mate is holding, huh? You did scent me pretty darn well before your shift started this morning. How was bomb duty?”
Roth moved past them. “We like working on our own much better. Many Cadia died today.”
Gnaw stopped next to them. “It was boring.”
“Always complaining,” Maith muttered. “I’m hungry. Let’s go eat.”
Abby glanced at all the males in her life, holding on to her mate. She’d once been alone, swearing off men…but never again. As far as missions went, this had been her best yet.
She may have started out as their guardian angel, watching over them. But now they took care of each other.
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