A Monster's Light (Kadrixan Mates #5)

Our leader paced in front of the brig, a stern look on his face. “Do we need to confine you for the rest of the rut?”

Considering the number of fights I’d started in the last planetary rotation, I didn’t blame Krxare for throwing me in the warship’s holding cell. While fights were common between warriors during this time, they were usually easily diffused by the human females with an offer to help us cool off. Problem was, I didn’t want them to help me cool off. I wanted Dana. My ability to think properly was eroding away by the minute.

Krxare to turned to Grtirr, our medic. “Do you think the foreign chemicals are still in his system?”

“Negative, I do not believe so. He’s fully metabolized it, and there are no traces of it left at all.” Grtirr was at the edge of his rut; I could tell by the way he kept clenching his jaws and fists. “This is the rut. He’s displaying all the classic symptoms of a male denying himself.”