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Once she was old enough, N’essie joined Galaxy Fleet. She went through
her training and became a healer, a doctor, the first in her class in Galaxy
Fleet Medical. Aboard the ship, Valiant,
N'essie, along with her fellow crew mates are deployed to a battle along the
Solarian/Romulan border. They are there to provide medical relief for the
Solari people and help end the battle.
On one of the Solarian colonies, along the edge of Romulan territory,
N'essie and her team of doctors, nurses and medics transport down to provide
aide to the injured Solarian, Human, Talaxian and Cygnarian people living on
the planet. In the midst of a raging battle, N'essie finds an injured man and
instantly, her heart stopped, recognized the unconscious, broken Solari man as
her mate. With the help of her staff, they do their best to stabilize him, but
he's fallen into a deep coma.
Transporting aboard the Valiant,
N'essie heals the man's wounds, but his mind is a jumble of memories, horrors
of battle and a sweet voice, trying to calm him. N'essie begins her vigil by
his side, trying to heal the injuries in his mind. However, she gets lured into
his dreams, his mind, his memories. Will it be too late for N'essie, lost in
the man's Fractured Dreams?
“Momma, I can’t
stay,” N’essie said as she packed her uniform. “I only had a couple of weeks of
shore leave. I wanted to be here for Charel’s mating ceremony. The ceremony
happened and they’re mated. I have to go.”
“We never see you,”
Nirabelle, Empress of the Cygnari people, frowned. “You’re always on some sort
of mission. When are you going to come back to Forx? To stay?”
“When I retire,”
N’essie retorted. “Momma, you knew that the stars called to me. I’m so much
like Papa. Besides, I have an important job. I’m the chief medical officer
aboard the Valiant. Uncle Charanel is providing me passage to the star
base where the Valiant is getting retrofitted with new phaser cannons.
We’re leaving in an hour.”
“Bella, you knew
that this was her choice,” Edward said, walking over to Nirabelle. He snaked
his arms around Nirabelle’s waist, kissing her temple. “Where are you heading?”
“There is a border
skirmish along the Solarian and Romulan border. They need medical assistance,”
N’essie answered. “The Romulans are attacking defenseless colonies without any
sort of provocation.”
“You be safe,
N’essie,” Edward said, tugging his middle daughter into his arms and hugging
her. She pressed her cheek against his muscular torso, inhaling his comforting
scent of cologne, kinka flowers and the human musk.
Yes, N’essie was
half-human, but the Cygnarian genes were dominant, almost suppressing her human
side. Her hair was a warm bronze color, with pale skin and bright green eyes, all
coming from her father. Her spots, pointed ears, slowed aging and acute vision
and hearing all came from her mother. But, it was her father’s warmth, strength
and poise that were the most prominent attributes to her personality and he
understood her. So did her oldest brother, Charel, who also was a member of
Galaxy Fleet, but took a year off to be with his mate, a girl from Ch’ich
and daughter of a respected diplomat. Her mother was supportive, but did not
understand the call to explore. She was happy to remain on Forx, only traveling
to Cygnarian Prime when needed or on diplomatic missions with her mate.
“I’ll always be
safe, Papa,” she said, pulling back and kissing his cheek. “I love you both.
I’ll send you a subspace message once I get settled aboard the Valiant.”
She hugged her mother, wiping away a few tears and picked up her duffel.
Slinging it over her shoulder, she contacted the Cigno, her uncle’s
vessel, requesting to be transported aboard.
N'essie
Olivier
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