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blood that
precedes the period of ovulation.”
    Anger simmered in his voice when he growled, “Who sterilized
her? Can it be reversed?”
    A small chuckle escaped the female’s mouth. “You must
remember our research, Commander. Humans number in the billions, so it is not
unheard of for their women to choose to remain sterile. Many of their women
plan to conceive at a time of their own choosing, and will use a contraceptive
until they feel the time is right to create new life.”
    “Proceed with corrective treatment and remove the metal and
plastic from her body. It is unnatural,” he ordered, his tone brooking no
argument.
    She gave one anyway. “I agree that the pin should be removed
and the bone restored, however, I will not remove the contraceptive device
unless she chooses to do so. She has already been forcibly removed from her
home and will have many obstacles to overcome thanks to your stubbornness. I
will not take this decision away from her, too,” she answered, her own voice
full of resolve.
    A deep growl sent Mahoney swimming for the surface, her body
fighting to regain consciousness in an effort to protect the woman from the
wrath of the angry male. A beeping alarm caused a flurry of movement.
    “She is starting to wake, Commander,” the female reported,
her voice harried. “You must leave so that I can continue the treatment.”
    “Report immediately when it is finished,” came his terse
reply.
    Mahoney struggled to open her eyes, fighting off the waves
of pain pounding through her head. A blurry shadow bent over her face and cool
fingers traced over her cheeks. “Back to sleep, young one. You will feel much
better when you next wake.”
    And the darkness swallowed her again.

Chapter Four
     
    Mahoney rolled over onto her side and snuggled into the warm
softness of the bed. Absently, the thought floated through her mind that she
didn’t remember the hotel bed being this comfortable, but she dismissed it in
favor of returning to the delicious dream she was having about Gerard Butler
from the movie 300 .
    Unfortunately, her bladder had other ideas. With a sigh of
regret, Mahoney stretched her arms and legs, relishing the feeling of energy
and total relaxation coursing through her body. She couldn’t remember the last
time she had awoken without myriad aches and pains flaring to life in her body
from her previous day’s work as a stuntwoman or after a vigorous match against
an opponent in the ring.
    When her body could no longer deny the urgent need for
relief, she finally opened her eyes and tossed back the covers of her bed. Her
brows crinkled in confusion as her gaze roamed across the unfamiliar room.
Jumping to her feet, she was instantly alert as her body prepared for flight or
fight. She appeared to be alone in this strange place, but she proceeded with
caution until her suspicions were confirmed.
    Besides the bed, the room was spartan in its unnatural
cleanliness. There was no discernable scent to the air and the floors were
solid navy and cushioned under her bare feet. Glancing down, she saw that she
was dressed in a simple, loose tunic of stretchy black material, but her
undergarments were missing. The only other items in her room, besides the bed,
were a small table and two chairs made out of some type of material that
appeared to be a cross between wood and plastic. A panel on the wall flashed
with different colored lights and strange symbols she had never seen before.
    Ignoring her aching bladder, she cautiously padded over to
investigate the panel. Reaching out her hand, her fingers hovered over the
complex electrical system, but she was too nervous to touch it. Promising
herself she would return for further study, she prowled over to test the door
at the front of the room. It had no door frame and appeared to be no more than
a sliding wall, but all her efforts to make it budge did nothing but make her
wish for a bathroom even more fervently.
    “Where the hell is the bathroom?” she