C7 7
Commander Karter, Battleship Karter, Personal Quarters, One Hour Later
In all my young, foolish imaginings, never had I envisioned this. Nor in my wiser, older years.
Ronan was here, alive, and cradled in his arms as we entered my private quarters was my mate. Our mate, half naked and covered in the blood of others, with a smile on her face
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