Honey Barrow serves the Alliance as an Encoded Courier, putting biologicals into her own body to keep them viable during transport. This job has kept her flying for years, but that is about to come to a screeching halt when she accepts an assignment to transport the semen of an Alpha multi-shifter to the High Prefect of Shoshan. Honey has to prepare for her job by intaking a series of hormones, throwing her into a simulated heat, a heat strong enough to gain the attention of the Alpha she needs to gain the co-operation from. Raddik pursues her with single minded intensity, guaranteeing her return to him via devious methodologies with no twinges of conscience. When her life hangs in the balance, a ripple of events takes her life and her job beyond her control and leaves her at the mercy of the Alpha.
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Kaylee and Honey had a nice, long conversation that covered all topics of interest to them with the exception of Honey's assignment. Classified was classified.
A quintet of men came into the observation area and made a straight line for the ladies.
"Is that him?"
"Oh yeah." She whispered, "If Dirven wouldn't smell him on me, I would take a run at him. Maybe just peep in on him in a shower."
Honey laughed and elbowed her friend, falling over as Kaylee turned into Haunt and went intangible. It wasn't the most dignified of meetings as the guards stood aside and she was facing two seconds.
"Alpha Norfim, this is your Encoded Courier, Honey Borrow. Honey, the man behind the thugs is Alpha Raddik Norfim. The thugs are his daily guard and his advisors and seconds, Morin and Lefflik."
Kaylee was standing and Honey slowly got to her feet. She nodded to all the men and bowed as a sign of respect to the Alpha. "The High Prefect of Shoshan sends her greetings."
The Alpha had been raking her over with an assessing gaze and when the words came from her mouth, he physically jerked.
His nostrils flared as he scented her. His eyes were the darkest purple, his hair and eyebrows deep black. His skin was the lightest thing about him and it was a mahogany bronze. His guards were wearing similar skin tones with a slight differential in tone.
Honey had to swallow as she took in the impressiveness of his physique. His shoulders were huge. The muscles that banded his chest were enormous and visible through the skin-tight grey fabric under the open robes of state.
She wasn't able to see much of his thighs and calves, but staring at his crotch was also out of the question. Her training kicked in and she kept her face polite and bland as he gave her the same perusal.
"You are the secured courier?"
"I am. Pleased to meet you, Alpha."
"Raddik, please. A woman with your obvious charm and beauty should never stand on ceremony." He reached out and took her hand, bringing it to his lips with a smile.
"And a man of your wit and power should never stand on bullshit."
The guards all suffered from a sudden rush of asthma. It took them several seconds to get themselves back under control.
He didn't release her hand, but he smiled against her skin. "Wit is not my sole purview, it seems."
Honey almost jerked her hand back as she felt the light flick of his tongue. He was tasting her.
