The first thing she saw when she awoke again was Nadia's face. Another round of palpitations plagued her. Her senses seemed to be drowned underneath water and she was staring at this other human's face who had little sympathy for her.
"Deep breaths," Nadia commanded. "Come on, breathe through it!"
Though the voice sounded faraway, Ellis followed it. After a few minutes, she felt her racing heartbeat slow to a near-normal pace.
"Why me?" she asked finally. "Out of all other people in these universes, why was I picked to be the Empress? Surely, the Emperor would prefer to marry someone of his own race."
As awkward as it sounded coming out of her mouth, she knew it was not derogatory. Marrying another species wasn't the norm when she was on Earth, so she couldn't see why it would be so anywhere else.
"Well, Zothea, the planet you will be living in most of the year, is actually much more advanced than humans. They found species that are genetically and biologically compatible with Zotheans. Usually, the intelligence quotient of these species is similar. Genetically speaking, very few people can match with others." Nadia explained. "Furthermore, Zothean women have been all but wiped out. Over the past few centuries, the female population has died from diseases and no new females have been born. According to records, it has been about seventy years since a Zothean female was born."
Ellis squinted. "So, you mean to say that women from different species are trafficked to this solar system to become broodmares?" Well, wasn't that wonderful?
"You don't have to put it so crudely," Nadia scoffed.
"Well, there is no other term for it," Ellis gritted out. "And Earth. Since when have human females been trafficked in such a way?"
Nadia glared at Ellis. "Well, for the survival of the species, Zotheans scouted the nearby planets for women with close genetic properties and bred with them. With time, they broadened their search." She paused. "Earth has been on the radar for two hundred years now, give or take a few." She shrugged.
"Okay, and what is the selection process like? Why does a prospective lawyer find herself in this position?"
Nadia rolled her eyes in frustration. "Well, at some point in Earth's history, your remains were found by archaeologists. That is how it came to be in the Zothean system. Your DNA matched with the Emperor and here you are."
"So, you just kidnapped a perfectly healthy person who had a bright future ahead of them?" She couldn't believe it.
"Well, you weren't a healthy person."
"What does that mean? What if I had a husband or children to look after?" she screamed.
"Well, I don't know the science behind it but Zotheans have found a way to eliminate mated women from the selection pool."
'Selection pool. Great.'
"And what was the talk about not being healthy?"
Nadia gave her a scathing look. "Miss Lawyer didn't get her annual medical checks, did she? You had a ticking time bomb in your head. I found you right before you died." She shrugged.
She had missed a couple of medical checks but a time bomb?
"Well, I'm no doctor, don't ask me what that was about!" she shrugged. "But you were supposed to die, so I traveled back to the exact moment before you die and switched your brain off."
"Like a television," Ellis forced out the words. "Then why am I not dead already?" she challenged. Something had to give.
"Well, I basically switched your body off, left you to the doctors and they tinkered around with you. Now you're perfectly healthy!" Talk about fake enthusiasm.
Ellis tried hard to embrace all the information thrown at her.
"Okay, you jumped through time and saved me. But that means I just vanished from Earth. So my parents think... what?" Ellis felt her heart stutter. She had only hoped to cut contact with them for a couple of days before talking to them in detail.
"Well, you had a message on your phone. I sent that to your parents. They know you're going to a good place." She paused and looked at Ellis with some pity. "They probably think you killed yourself."
Ellis screamed. She ranted and raged. She mourned. Her parents would be devastated.
"They deserve better. They deserve to know that I am alive. Why would you take me?"
"Well, I saved you. Your parents will have the same reaction as they would if you died from a neurological illness." Nadia shrugged.
"No! It's not the same. They knew that I wasn't happy with how they treated me. They knew I wanted to escape. If they think I killed myself, they will put the blame on themselves!" And she didn't want that. They thought their daughter dead. Because of them. And they didn't even have a body to mourn.
"Take me back!" she gritted through her teeth.
"Well, you won't make it in time even if you try. Something about time and space. Shit gets fucked up if you mess with time."
Ellis screamed in frustration.
"Look, girl. You can't go back to a time when you are originally there on earth. Now that you are fixed, you can't go to a doctor, so any disease you have will kill you even if I can place you at the perfect time. And the bad thing? Once you are pronounced dead, you can't come back."
Because that was illegal and fraud.
Ellis's shoulders sank in disbelief.
"So be happy that you were given another chance at life." Nadia looked satisfied. Immensely satisfied with the whole situation.
"And what are you? My handler? Are you supposed to act this way with me when I am your future Empress? You've been nothing but impudent since I woke up."
Nadia threw her head back in laughter.
"Quite the opportunist, aren't you? Yes, you are being brought to the planet to become the Empress, but you aren't Empress yet. So, you're just a new subject I need to transport. Moreover, as your keeper, don't argue with me."
"Are you going to pull the 'I'm not my brother's keeper' card?" Ellis retorted.
"Well, if you don't shut up, I might just leave you alone. They will just think you pressed the wrong button and turned into slime."
Ellis stared at her suspiciously but kept her mouth shut.
She had a lot of questions to ask though.
"The emperor, does he look like Nin?" she asked tentatively. Now, that was a million-dollar question. Being trafficked to another galaxy was one thing, but marrying something that doesn't look remotely similar to her would be... strange.
She was definitely not a fan of bestiality. Count her out. She was running if that was the case.
Technology had advanced, but Ellis and Cristine still waited for the day when they could travel to their timelines and see their parents for one last time. To ensure them that they weren’t in a hopeless state, dead or have run away from home.But the technology never allowed it. There were basic rules of the planet that couldn’t be breached.So, they plotted.Cristine had used all her free time to learn how to operate Zothean ships. She was adept at aeronautics and engineering and negotiation, so Ellis and Logan had leaned heavily on her in their negotiations. It could be said that the Empire was in a time of peace under their rule.One day, Cristine came up with the idea.“These jumpers travel to the universes all the time without breaking the fragment of the universe. The only rule is to not meet yourself or members of your own family after you have been pronounced dead, right?” she asked.Ellis nodded. “Yes,
He hadn't seen her again until it was over until the city was in ruins and the palace itself was leveled to the ground. The underground city had been hit; Mitch must have known that Logan would try to send his family there. As he made his way to the ruins of the temple, he hoped and prayed that Ellis had disregarded his directions.So many had perished. So much had been lost.The Goddess lay back and propped her head on her hands as she looked up at the stars. "Perhaps someday, I'll show you Ellis's memories of it. She never told you the entire story of what she went through that day. I'll just say that she made me proud again for being so brave and resourceful."His mind was drawn back to the moment he had found Ellis in the rubble of the temple, his relief at finding her safe so deep and intense that he couldn't even form a proper prayer of gratitude.He had wanted to give her a shake when she told him of sending Laurel and the babies away in the escape
Isabella drove out the Council members and the cameras, her manner so brisk and officious that no one dared question her, and shut the door firmly. She sat down beside Logan and drew him into her arms, just as she had done when he was a little boy and hurting from his parents' neglect. He was too large now to snuggle into her as he once had done, so he laid his head on top of hers and wrapped his tail around her arm."It can't have been him," he said. "It can't."She pulled back to look up into his face. Her eyes were soft with compassion. She said nothing. She didn't have to.Logan buried his hands in his hair and tugged. The pain was the only thing that felt real. But Isabella gently reached up and tugged his hands away. He wanted to scream, to attack something with his claws and shred it to bits. The pain was swelling within him to the point where he thought he might burst if he couldn't let it out in some way.Isabella pulled him back into her arms an
He was twelve and Isabella had taken him to the market with her to buy herbs. Logan wandered over to the next stall, which sold jewelry. There was a set of jewels that his eyes kept being drawn back to as he examined the merchant's wares. It was a headband of red-black stones with a matching bracelet and ring.He imagined giving that set to his mate. Would she squeal in delight the way his mother did when his father presented her with jewels? Would she throw her arms around him and press her mouth to his? (The latter Logan thought was a bit disgusting, but Micheal had said humans liked "kissing.")Last night, he'd asked Micheal, his voice low and shy, for this question meant much to him: "Micheal, what will my mate be like?" He knew she'd likely be human. Though Earth had been one of the later additions to the database, the majority of their matches now came from its people."She will be the most beautiful creature you've ever seen," Micheal said, and his eyes t
Despite Laurel's reassurances, Ellis didn’t leave Logan’s side until the doctor arrived. Laurel held her, gently stroking Ellis's back, murmuring soft, soothing nonsense."He has it, doesn't he?" Ellis asked the doctor after he'd run his reader over Logan's prone body. Logan's tail twitched at the sound of her voice, but he didn't react otherwise. He mumbled unintelligible words."Yes, Empress, he does," the doctor said. He looked exhausted, but his eyes were kind."Oh, my God," Ellis whispered. Hopelessness set in."There's no reason to panic," the doctor said firmly. "As long as we can keep his fever under control and keep him hydrated, he will be fine. Zotheans rarely die from this."It was all reassurance.Ellis nodded. She knew that. Logan had explained it to her when the outbreak first began, and the talk videos said the same. Just like the human common cold, there was no cure for it, and it simply had to run its course. Bu
The king brought Izzy breakfast in bed the next morning. She sat up groggily and accepted a cup of tea. She had to admit being impressed by his courtesy and thoughtfulness. She really needed the tea. She had stayed up late into the night and was no closer to an answer than she had been when she first lay down.She spent the day with the king, taking him to see some of Zothea's museums and cultural institutions. She was pretty sure that it was Drake who was following them all day. Once, she saw him duck behind a tree, and a tail with light hair poked out to the side. The bodyguard knew that Drake wasn't a threat and the king's bodyguard seemed to have decided to ignore him. The king, for his part, seemed to agree with them and didn't question the very large man trying to hide behind fence posts, but it made Izzy's heart ache. If the king was the one she chose, this would be Drake's life, lurking on the periphery of hers.The king was as he described himself: easy to get