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Alien Warrior's Wife: Sci-fi Alien Military Romance (Brion Brides Book 2)
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to take their enemies apart. There wasn’t much theoretical to learn in fighting, but he had had to sit through tactics classes as well. After that, the young warriors were released into battle to learn by doing. Diego had done exceedingly well, so much so the Elders had taken notice.
    It was a surprise to no one when he rose through the ranks in the only way the Brions knew. No one was appointed an officer. It would have been unthinkable to simply place someone who was supposed to lead them to possible death in charge of the warriors. No, the Brions earned their positions by blood. All ships housed huge looming arenas where they held their meetings, and where they accepted the challenges.
    Diego had gone through them faster than anyone else alive. Amazing tales of his duel with the former general were being told when Urenya was on her way to join her once-friend and now-commander.
    “It was over quick,” one of Diego’s warriors escorting her said. “He respected the old general a lot.”
    That was it. Diego had had nothing personal against the previous general. He had simply been better and stronger. The place was his by right. Such a life the Brions led. Urenya felt oddly out of place, though she knew many ways to kill someone as well.
    She felt like a different person. Or rather, a person returned to herself. Like she’d been in a bad dream and was, after such a long time, awake again. The memories of the bright and sunny day were bitter in her mind, her disappointment in her younger foolish self almost palpable, but such was her past. She could only be redeemed by looking forward. One more task ahead.
    The newest general greeted her in person. Urenya couldn’t suppress a small shiver. She’d left behind a young athletically built man bound to be a great warrior. She reported now to a general.
    Urenya had been prepared to greet him as Diego, but found the word no longer made sense for her to utter.
    “Commander,” she said.
    The towering general who had once been a boy she played with nodded, but there was a twinkle in his eyes signaling he was still there.
    “It’s Diego to you,” he said. “I’m glad you’re here.”
    Urenya nodded, honestly happy herself. There was no other place she’d rather be assigned to. The galaxy was huge, and she wanted to see it.
    She waited until they were alone to take her final step in growing up.
    When she quietly said, “Tell me about him,” the commander didn’t need to ask who she meant. He talked, and Urenya listened and cried. Then they found the images she’d refused to look at, and Diego’s steady hand was pure steel she could clutch when she tried to convince her mind the unrecognizable form was the same bright face that had waved her goodbye. It had only taken her four years to do that.
    Then, for the first time in a while, she turned her eyes to the future.
 

CHAPTER TWO
    Narath
     
    A spear truly wasn’t his weapon, Narath concluded taking a painful blow to his left leg, which made his blood flow for the first time in a while.
    It wasn’t that he was unskilled, far from it. Diego Grothan wouldn’t have called him to his ship if he didn’t think he was worthy, even if their friendship was long. Narath knew that for certain. It was one of the reasons he respected his commander so much.
    No, it was that his agility was somewhat lacking. The commander had often said that the spear became a truly terrifying weapon in his hands. Depending on his mood, it either meant Narath could put such power behind its blows that it came on par with the great general himself, or that it was terrifying to look at.
    His commander had offered he could switch to another weapon, more suited for him, but Narath had always refused. For one, the irony was that he liked the Brion battle spear, a true masterclass in weaponry in itself. And for another reason, he just didn’t want to differ. They were all Brions, they were one. Others could try to leave their mark by trying out
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