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  “I just did. Get your ass out of here. Do not bother showing up…ever. I am firing you!”

  His mouth fell open. How could she do that to him. After the blood and sweat he put into his job. She didn’t have any right. He was about to tell her that, but Rage stepped up and stood by Zara’s side. Then one by one each fighter present took their place by their fellow fighters.

  “You heard her, Tyk. Get the hell out of here and don’t show your face around here again,” Rage growled out his command. The male fighters had heard what he called the females and were on their way over when Zara knocked him on his ass.

  Tyk stood and glared at Zara. “You’ll pay for this, bitch,” he grumbled low enough so they couldn’t hear. He stormed out of the training facility. She needed to watch herself. He was going to quit soon anyway. They had refused to hire him as a fighter. Well, he was better than all of them put together. He'd show them.

  “Are you okay?” Talon asked Zara.

  “Yeah, thanks for the assist. I don’t know what has gotten into him. Tyk was always a grouch, but he never insulted us like this. I just couldn’t let the disrespect go. We got enough of that from the humans at the facilities and the orphanages.”

  “Agreed,” Rage snarled, staring at the door the pathetic halfsie fled. Every part of him wanted to hunt him down and hurt him a lot more.

  “Does that mean training is over for today?” Zen asked with way too much enthusiasm.

  “No!” both Rage and Zara answered at the same time. Zen pouted and walked back toward the cage.

  “I’ll take over the training until we can get another qualified trainer. Who is available?”

  “I know a guy,” Talon offered with a smile. He would call his mentor, Lesak, to fill in.

  “Okay, everyone back to training,” Rage ordered, walking away.

  “What now?” Gana asked.

  “I will pair you all up and start your practice matches. Sersan with Alana and you, Gana, with Roxy. We do this for thirty minutes. Work on your holds and blocks. Then we will switch up sparring partners.”

  “What about you? Who are you going to spar with?”

  “All of you. After an hour, let’s see if any of you can take me.”

  Gana, Alana, and Sersan all groaned. The two new females shrugged their shoulders. They hadn’t had much practice with Zara as the rest of them. They were in for a world of hurt.

  *****

  Trig walked into the training facility. It was bigger than he thought it would be. There was room enough to put a sanctioned size cage there for the fighters to practice in.

  He spotted the male fighters right away. Hard to miss huge, bulking men on mats wrestling one another. He watched them and wished he had the opportunity to join them. He could use a good workout. Though maybe not with the Biclops, Hammer. The man was huge.

  He looked around the rest of the mats but they were all empty. Motion inside the cage caught his attention. He walked further into the facility and headed toward the cage. As he got closer, he saw Zara’s dark ponytail.

  She was so much taller than the other females. She stood in the center and the other five female fighters circled her. One woman with red hair launched herself at Zara. She picked the woman up and body slammed her to the mat. The other four took advantage and tried to come at Zara all at one time. She was fighting all five women at the same time. What the hell was she thinking?

  “Zara!” Trig called out when the mohawk chic kicked her in the face. He was pushed from behind. He turned and found himself having to look up and up. Hammer was standing there, glaring at him.

  “Shut it, human. You are distracting her!” he growled out at him.

  He turned back to the cage and noticed that Zara was also glaring at him from beneath the dog pile that she was under. He decided he would remain quiet while he watched their practice match. Besides, Hammer was the one fighter he didn't want to piss off.

  “Why is she fighting outnumbered? Why not make it an even match?” Trig whispered his question to Hammer.

  “She had to train the rest of them so they are already tired out. Their challenge is to take her down for the count since she is rested, and she is the strongest of all of them. It helps build their strength and endurance. We do this for the males too.”

  “Where was the trainer?”

  “There was an issue with his attitude. He and Zara had words. She fired his ass.”

  “She can do that?”

  Hammer smirked. “We pick who our trainers are and we pick our team members. Plus, she is the reigning female GCFA Champion. Who is going to tell her no?”

  “Not me.”

  “Exactly.”

  Both men stood by and watched as the females fought. It was pretty interesting. Especially since the pretty blond with the tattoos was an Isian. Trig had never seen an Isian fight before. She wasn’t using her freezing powers though. Maybe she saved that for the actual events. Just then, he was proven wrong.

  “Come on, Isis. You need to be able to show control over your abilities even when you are exhausted. If you can’t do it with me now, then how will we know what you can do with a sanctioned match?” Zara egged the other woman on.

  Isis looked at her with pale clear blue eyes. She was breathing heavy from trying to help pin Zara the regular way. She hadn’t had a sanctioned fight yet because the GCFA directors wanted to make sure she could fight without her powers first. She had to show restraint. But now, Zara wanted her to unleash her powers.

  “Are you sure?”

  Zara growled at the smaller woman and shoved her up against the bars of the cage. “Show me what you got, Ice Queen!” She punched her in the face, making her nose crack.

  Both Hammer and Trig cringed at the sound of the blonde’s nose breaking. Shit! That had to hurt. He was expecting the girl to call out but she didn’t. He looked at Hammer, surely he would end the training session now. He didn’t. Trig turned back to watch what he thought would be the smaller woman’s beating.

  Isis raised her hand and touched Zara on her shoulder lightly. Frost formed over Zara’s skin and it spread quickly. Zara tried to break the freezing hold, but Isis touched her again. Her second touch seemed to add a second layer over the first to the right arm and shoulder. Pretty soon half of Zara’s body was frozen in place.

  “How’s that, Amazon?” Isis asked with a smirk.

  “Pretty good, newbie. But you forgot something.”

  “What’s that?” Isis frowned.

  “You forgot to freeze my other arm.”

  The next thing she knew Zara swung her other arm and her fist directly hit Isis in the face, knocking her onto the mat, unconscious.

  Zara used her Beastial abilities and made her frozen arm and hand expand a bit in size. Then she broke the ice into tiny shards that fell to the floor at her feet. She stood over Isis who was starting to wake up.

  She turned to the other females who were watching in rapt fascination. Roxy was a bit shocked. She hadn't practiced enough with Zara to know she didn’t hold anything back. “Practice is over. Get some rest.” Then she climbed out of the cage.

  Hammer slapped Trig on his back hard and he moved forward a little. “I think she’ll be ready for you now.” He turned and walked away with a smirk on his face.

  What the hell was that all about? He turned back to watch Zara stomping her way to him. Watching her fight and now coming at him with her temper flaring had a funny effect on him. His cock was so swollen he shifted from one foot to the next to adjust himself.

  “Come with me,” Zara ordered him as she continued past him toward the doors. She walked out into the hallway and made a sharp left. She turned suddenly, grabbing him by the front of his shirt, slamming him into a small alcove.

  Trig was surprised and strangely turned on by her aggression. Watching her fight had him stiff but up close, he could smell her sweat and something else that had him reacting immediately. He wanted her.

  “Don’t ever interrupt me when I am tr
aining or when I am working a fight! I can handle myself just fine!”

  “I know you can.”

  “Shut up!” She leaned forward and took a deep sniff of his scent. She started growling with a need to dominate him, and a secret need to be dominated by him. His arousal was setting off something primitive within her. It was fucking hot! He is fucking hot! She leaned close and licked the side of his neck. Big mistake.

  The taste of him seemed to make the primitive need for him multiply. She wanted him like no other. She gripped the back of his neck and pulled his head down to her, taking his lips. He had warm soft lips and she ate at them causing a moan to escape from him.

  Trig had never had a woman take charge like this. He was fully aroused, painfully aroused. He reached down, grabbed her ass with both his large hands, and brought her body up hard against his. He rubbed his cock against her pussy and she rewarded him by gently biting down on his bottom lip and moaning. A biter, she was a biter. Fuck yeah!

  Zara’s nipples were extremely hard. They poked through the stretched tank top she was wearing. She needed relief from the ache she felt in every part of her body. She rubbed her breasts against his t-shirt covered chest. She wanted to climb him and ride him for hours. Why were they still wearing clothes?

  “Uh…hmm,” a voice rang out behind them.

  Zara pulled away from Trig, quickly turning to see who dared interrupt them. Rachel? Could it get any fucking worse?

  “I don’t mean to stop you two. Did you intend to give the entire ship a free sex show?” Rachel raised an eyebrow at them.

  “Shut it!” Zara growled out at the irritating human female. A constant thorn in her side. She turned back to Trig. “Don’t interrupt my training again.” Then she stormed away.

  Trig watched her ass in the tight leotards she was wearing. It hugged every curve and crease of her body. It left nothing to the imagination. She was strong and fit, not an ounce of fat. Zara was everything he had always wanted in a woman. What was he thinking? He was here to do a job, not fuck his job. But damn! She was the shit.

  “So, are you going to answer me now that the Amazon is out of sight?” Rachel asked with sarcasm.

  Damn, he forgot Rachel was standing there. He looked at her and frowned. “Couldn’t you have waited just a little longer?” He adjusted his fully aroused cock in his pants to a more comfortable position.

  “How much longer? The others aren't far behind me and anyone could have walked by you guys while you were going at it like really tall bunnies. You should be apologizing to me. I almost went blind when I came up on you with your hands all over her ass.”

  “Okay, let’s just drop it.” He moved past her.

  “Fine.”

  “Fine.” He stopped, realizing the reason why Rachel was there to begin with. “So, we are going to do this thing?”

  “Yeah. Come on, lover boy. Let’s check the security. Maybe we'll come across someone else in the hall you can play grab ass with,” Rachel snickered.

  Sometimes he really hated his old partner.

  Chapter Three

  Zara punched the wall in her shower. She let the man undo her with just a kiss. “Fuck!” She used the shampoo and lathered her hair. She pulled the strands tight and it made her angry again as memories came flooding back. Memories still a little fuzzy, but tore her up anyway. Memories of her time at the breeding facility.

  “Hold her down by her hair!” one of the human guards yelled out. “It works for me. I can help hold her down for you.”

  “I will not rape her. She is still but a child, sixteen or not!” the male above her yelled out.

  “You would be the first to care about my age,” Zara whispered to him as she looked up at him with fear in her eyes. No matter how many times it happened, she could never push the fear away that arose. She hated that weakness in herself. Hated that she was at the mercy of others stronger than her.

  “I am not like the others. I do not want to take you against your will.”

  “They drugged our food. We won’t have a choice soon. We will begin to feel sexually aggressive,” she told him.

  They both looked down at his swelling cock. The male looked back at her with regret in his eyes. “Do not fight me. My nature will take over and demand to conquer you. Just let me have you. I swear, somehow and someway, I will make this up to you.”

  She nodded her consent. Zara looked at the scientists, “Leave us, we will mate now.”

  The guards put up a fuss. They wanted to stay and watch, especially Donald the Dickhead. But the scientists were desperate to get a child from her so they ushered the guards out of the room. Though everyone left, there was still a camera in her cell she knew they would be watching from. The guards liked to do that, especially if they could not participate in the rapes themselves.

  “Look at me, not the cameras,” the male growled out. His eyes had changed a bit. He was a full Beastial and his body was growing bigger, it did that when aroused or angry. Most Beastials could control their enlarging enzymes, but not when drugged.

  He had been nothing but kind to her since the guards shoved him into her cell. Both of them had been ordered to remove their clothing and touch one another. She knew despite the circumstances, he was attracted to her. But with the drugs working their effect, they would be unable to prevent themselves from performing.

  He leaned down and whispered so only she could hear. “I wish this to be consensual. So much we don't have control over here. But I desire you. Is there anything about me that appeals to you?”

  Zara looked up in the male’s big brown eyes. “I like your eyes. They are warm, where this place is cold.”

  He smiled down at her and kissed her lips. His were hard and firm, but he gentled himself so as not to frighten her. “I want the first time with us to be a mutual joining. After that, it will not be so…mutual. For that I am deeply sorry.”

  A tear escaped and traveled down her cheek. No one had ever treated her with such kindness or tenderness. If circumstances were different, she could fall in love with this male. He had dark brown hair that hung down to his shoulders and his brown eyes were shining. That might be the glaze caused by the drug. But she no longer cared.

  “I’m Zara.”

  “I am Tiger.”

  He bent down to kiss her again, letting his hands roam her body. She was young but a fully formed female. She was of the age the Beastials considered adult. He squeezed her breasts making her moan with pleasure. He liked how responsive she was to him. He plucked at her nipples making her shiver.

  Zara’s experiences so far had been brutal. She wasn’t prepared for something to feel good. She felt an ache building inside of her. A need for him to fill her. She had to have that. She didn’t understand what it meant, but somehow she knew he could help her.

  “Please, Tiger,” she begged. It wasn’t the first time she had begged. But this time, it was for a different reason.

  “I will make it last longer for you the next time. I swear it,” Tiger promised as he plunged his engorged cock deep within her. He pumped himself in and out. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

  She did as he told her and found it allowed him to go deeper. “Oh yes!” She started to come, and it was the scariest and the most wonderful feeling she had ever had. She wanted to experience it again and again with him.

  “Zara!”

  She shook her thoughts clear. Her first time with Tiger had been controlled and gentle. He really took care of her needs. He made her feel wanted and beautiful. It was what a male and female mating should be like. Then the drugs had kicked in and they basically were reduced to animals rutting.

  The scientists preferred their subjects not form any attachments so they had brought Tiger to her only a few times. Since they were cooperative, the drugs weren't needed. She enjoyed those few moments with Tiger. It was special. The scientists were pleased as well because Tiger’s seed took.

  He wasn’t brought to her after that and she hadn’t seen him at a
ll since then. She never had a chance to let Tiger know she carried his child. Nine months later, she bore Angel. She was barely seventeen. The moment she held Angel in her arms, she felt a love for another being she had never felt before.

  She had thought about Tiger over the next two years, wondering if he was still alive, whether or not he had successfully mated with other females. Did Angel have brothers and sisters? She hadn’t had time to love Tiger, but she would always be grateful to him for his kind treatment of her and for giving her a beautiful daughter.

  When the scientists ripped Angel from her arms, they had to sedate her. She wanted to tear them limb-by-limb. Her soul was torn from her body that day. Zara kept a check on her emotions over the years. She had to be in control of everything around her. She was tough and was determined never to let anyone get close enough to hurt her or to take anything else away from her that she cared about.

  Zara finished her shower. She dried off and put on her clothes. She would have to seek out Trig later. There were more questions she needed to answer for him. She was nervous about seeing him again so soon after their encounter. She didn’t understand why she responded to him like she did. It was almost as if he was her mate or something. Which would be ridiculous. There is no way she would mate a human. No way.

  *****

  “This is it. The last area that still hasn't been renovated with security cameras.”

  “There are no security cameras in the suites?”

  “No. The fighters have had bad experiences with cameras being used on them at the orphanages and the breeding facilities. They refuse to add cameras to their personal space.”

  “That’s a risk,” he commented, shaking his head.

  “I know, but there is no bending them to this.”

  “I think the changes you have made are really going to make the ship safer. I like the eye retinal scans and the way you moved all the fighters to the same floors and require a code for the elevators to open on those floors.”

  “I’ve ordered the stairwell doors to those floors to have the code security to them as well. The only problem is, during a fire, the doors will unlock on their own.”