Dominion of the Traxans

When was the last time you actually read through the Term's and Conditions?

A new planet. A new life. StellarV4's promises of security and belonging had been a beacon of hope. Samira's best shot at freedom. The seven-foot plus alien overlords with crystal horns carting her and several other humans off as Surplus to be "claimed" was not in the advertisements.

Being taken by a Traxan Hunt meant you were never seen again. No one could say for certain if the grisly rumors were actually true. Terror ought to have been her only reaction when the massive Haruk of the Plains Hunt showed interest in her. She should have tried to fight, to run. But she didn't want to. Not for the right reason's at least. When safety, purpose and a devoted lover were on offer could you honestly say you would turn it down? Life on StellarV4 was not what had been garunteed. All she and the others could do now was adapt.