War awaits on Ilmare, between the humans and the constructs they created. Considered flawed designs by their creators, Selati and his other sentient comrades live the life of refugees on the run, hiding and fighting in Ilmare’s vast jungles. They want only the freedom to pursue their newly awakened sentience away from human interference.<br><br>Aleledai taught Selati all he knows of a life without chains and suffering. Neither can know what tomorrow will bring, rather all too well what it could take from them both. On the cusp of war, Selati returns to his lover to spend one last night in the peaceful world that only exists in Aleledai’s arms.

Slither

Not long after that, Selati took Aleledai as his mate. What a spectacular night that had been, standing before the whole camp and declaring their lives to be one, and the consummation that came after.


Selati forcefully pulled his mind back to the present and continued his slow glide to his and his mate’s tent. It really had been a long day of planning and recon, and he wanted nothing more than his lover in his arms.


Chapter 3