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eyes widening slightly
when he clearly recognized him, and then he narrowed them. He lunged toward Tolcan , and Tolcan lifted his brow
in surprise, and also appreciation. This male was coming after him because of
what Tolcan had done, of who he had taken.
    “You
motherfucker,” Jayce said in English, and although Tolcan knew a translator had been implanted in the human, the male was speaking his
native tongue. “You took her. You took my Greta.”
    That
had his amusement fading, a growl leaving Tolcan , and
had him moving closer. He growled low again, but bit his tongue, knowing he
would do no good by correcting the human on the fact Greta wasn’t his. Greta was Tolcan’s ,
would always be Tolcan’s , and not this human, or any
other male, could change that.
    Redon
turned, scanned Tolcan , than saluted him as was
customary for any Rogue to do in front of an Enforcer. He tugged on the Hulla cord around Jayce’s neck, causing the human to jerk
back. But the murderous rage was still in Jayce’s face, still burning brightly
in his eyes, and there was a part of Tolcan that had
to admire the fact this human was not showing any fear.
    “Enforcer,
is this slave bothering you?” Redon said. “I can have him punished back at my
estate.”
    “Not
necessary,” Tolcan said, and turned his focus off of
Jayce and to Redon. He made sure to keep everything stable so the Rogue didn’t
pick up on the fact he knew Jayce, aside from capturing him. “Although
I am interested in purchasing this male, if you’d be willing to sell him.” Tolcan had never even owned a slave before, let alone
had a mate, but thinking about Greta, wanting her happy, happy with him , made him want to do things out of
character.
    Redon
stared at Tolcan then looked at Jayce. “I just
recently acquired this slave and paid a handsome price for him, too. I would
like to keep him around my estate as he is one of the stronger males I have.”
    Tolcan suspected Redon wouldn’t be willing
to sell the human, but the first step was asking to buy. The next would be
challenging a Dukka , but judging by the male’s
stature, the fact he was overweight, had no military training, and Tolcan would have no trouble defeating a Rogue male such as
Redon, it was clear it would be an easy fight.
    “So,
you are not willing to sell the male to me?” Tolcan asked again, stared at Redon, hoping that he was seeing that he was serious
about this, but already sensing the male wouldn’t budge.
    “As
I’ve said, Enforcer, I’ve just newly acquired him, and would like to use him
for labor.” Redon pulled his cord, having Jayce jerked away from Tolcan . He stared at the human, watched the rage cover the
male’s face, and couldn’t help but feel that pride again. This male was
physically weaker, easily someone Tolcan or any Rogue
could defeat, but he didn’t care. He was willing to fight for what he wanted,
and that was Greta. That latter thought had his nails curving slightly into
claws, the wild, primitive beast in him rising up. Although a Rogue did not
physically change completely, they were more volatile in nature, had to be if
they were to survive.
    He
sensed Stellan moving up to him, but his second in
command didn’t speak. He was a smart male for keeping his mouth shut. Redon
turned and left the market, and Tolcan watched them
the entire time, knowing what he had to do next.
    “Come
on, I think we need to talk about this, Tolcan ,” Stellan said.
    Tolcan looked at the other male, sensed
the genuine need to help, and nodded. They left the market, walked past the
stalls, and headed back to his home. If he was going to talk about this with Stellan he was going to do it in front of Greta so she knew
he was serious about what he’d told her.
    ****
    Greta
stared out the pod window in the living area, watched as the Rogue males walked
around with their harem of females, stared at the overly masculine Rogue
females that had their own human males, most likely as sex slaves