Trust your fate and be brave.

 

Those were the last words said to me before I was sealed in a crate and shipped to Pacbar. Beaten and broken, I never made it to the capital planet of the Jun’pn Galaxy. My crate was intercepted, opened, and I, a rare valuable creature, was stolen, paraded naked on stage in an open market, and sold to not one, but four Monrok warriors.

 

I know what the Monrok want from me. I was created for just that purpose, but I need something from them too. I’m on a mission they cannot know of, yet every moment with my new Monrok masters makes it harder to keep my secret.

 

It’s imperative I reach Pacbar and speak to the Galactic Unity Council, for the fate of the galaxy rests on me, a veran concubine.