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are to be placed in your Houses of
Pleasure to service men’s needs. I have one request. Any women not selected,
may they be given a chance to work, to assist, to do anything other than be
sent away or sent straight to the Houses of Pleasure?”
    Lorne
responded. “No. Either they are taken by a male or they’re taken to Tagun. This
isn’t open for debate.”
    Garon cast
his friend a questioning look. Lorne stared at him, using their mind path to
speak, something they rarely did because all Ralenium males could listen in on
it if they weren’t careful.
    If you
agree to what she asks, she will demand a work position. You want her in your
bed, yes? And I assume you do not wish her to be a member of a House of
Pleasure.
    Garon
thought about it. He thumbed at Lorne. Yes, he wanted the female, and no, he
did not want her to end up serving others at the Houses of Pleasure. “What he
said. No discussion.”
    The woman
huffed and faced the other females. They spoke quietly and then she turned and
nodded. “Fine.”
    He liked
her more and more.
    Much to
his surprise, men began walking towards the females, surveying them, putting
their hands out. It was an offer most of the women couldn’t refuse. Out of the
corner of his eye he watched the redheaded woman step back as Jaston approached
her. She eyed another warrior and took a step in his direction. Jaston’s expression
hardened.
    As Garon
watched to see if he would need to intervene to stop a fight, Lorne moved close
to the woman Garon desired. The beast within him roared. Unable to stop
himself, Garon charged his lifelong friend   and tackled him to the ground. The two rolled, snarling and striking one
another. Both men did partial shifts, their hands and arms covering with fur as
long dagger-like nails sprouted forth from their fingertips. Other men shot
forward, attempting to separate them, but their beasts were too on edge. Each
wanted the female. Each was willing to kill to get her.
    Suddenly
the female in question appeared between them just as Garon was about to deliver
another blow to Lorne. He halted, stopping just shy of her head. Had his clawed
hand connected, it would have killed her. Of that he was sure. Horror gripped
him at the idea she could have been harmed at all, let alone by his hand. He
drew his hands back and shifted them quickly to normal form. Lorne did the
same.
    Her eyes
were wide as she stared between them. Tears fell quickly down her cheeks and
something inside Garon gave in to them. He stopped his quest to kill the
competition and pulled at the tiny woman, drawing her into his arms. She cried
harder. Lorne neared and hugged her as well, leaving them both wrapped around
her. She hiccupped out a sob and then sank against them, seemingly utterly
exhausted and defeated.
    “Shh,”
Garon whispered. “We will fight no more.”
    Lorne
nodded. “It’s clear you’ve decided the outcome already.”
    Confused,
Garon looked to his friend.
    Lorne
licked his lips. “She wants us both.”
    Both?
To wear two collars?
    Garon had
heard tales of old, talking of Ralenium males pairing up to take a female and
claim her between them. She would wear one collar but with two pendants, one for
each male. It had not been done in his lifetime. The more he thought upon it,
the more the idea appealed to him even though the wolf within was still
possessive of the woman.
    Lorne
tilted her chin up. “Tell us your name.”
    She
sniffled, her eyes appearing even bluer than before. “Teon.”
    “Teon,”
said Lorne, a certain softness suddenly in his voice. “Does this suit you? Does
sharing us work or shall we go back to fighting over you?”
    She gasped
and put a hand to each of their chests. “No more fighting. I’m so tired. I just
want sleep and I want peace. No fighting.”
    Garon
swept her up in his arms. “Then it is sleep you shall have. Come,” he said to
Lorne. “Let us take her from here.”
    Teon put
her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. Lorne