Taking
His Human Bride – by Kelly Dawson
Melissa felt like she was drowning. She
felt like she was flailing around, trying to swim upstream through thick muddy
water while the current kept dragging her backwards into this crazy abyss where
nothing was as it should be. She was trying to make sense of everything she’d
just been told, but it was crazy! How could this even be happening? Was the
military seriously just going to save a select few, and themselves, and let
everyone else die? And what kind of crazy notion was it that she got sent with
two thousand other people to a far-off moon that may or may not be able to
sustain life? What if she didn’t want to go? What if she wanted to remain
instead, and risk dying, with those she loved? Surely this was a dream—a
nightmare? There was no way it could be reality. It was just too bizarre!
She
was oblivious to the room erupting into chaos around her; she didn’t notice as
civilian after civilian was forcibly restrained by the accompanying military
police. She couldn’t hear the angry shouts, the protests, the wailing of some
of the women. She was numb, scarcely able to believe what was going on. This
was crazy. Was this really how life as she knew it was going to end?
“Ma’am?”
She felt a touch on her shoulder and the deep voice belonging to her escort
sounded concerned. “Are you okay Ma’am?” he asked. “You’ve gone very pale. Are
you going to faint? Would you like a glass of water?”
“Water?”
Melissa sputtered at him incredulously. “The whole world has been turned on in
its head and you offer me water? Are you mad?”
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Heather
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