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May be edited a bit from published version.
Sharing excerpts from my new release, JAMOKAN: A BADARI WARRIORS SCIFI ROMANCE NOVEL. I’ve skipped ahead a bit. Jamokan wants to take his pack out of the sanctuary valley to spend time away from all the other Badari. (There are three packs in the valley and Aydarr is the Supreme Alpha over all Badari.):
“I need to pull my pack together and take the men out of this damn valley for a bit. The pack bond is… fraying.” Jamokan searched for the right words. “Not to the point where it would ever break of course.” A flare of dominance prickled through his nerve endings at the mere idea of his pack dissolving. “I wouldn’t permit a rupture. I can hold a pack together. But maybe it’s our special canid mix of DNA—we need to run as a pack. Just us. Take a breather from all this forced togetherness in the valley and undertake a task or mission on our own.”
“I think the Khagrish unfortunately had a few grains of sense built into their so-called science,” Aydarr said, unperturbed. “I think all three of our packs needed time loose in the Preserve which we were given between experiments. To be ourselves, as much as we could be under the circumstances. To not interact with the other two packs for an extended period. What kind of sortie do you have in mind?”
Jamokan had come prepared. “I understand the kitchen is running low on protein stocks, since we increased the human population with the last group of people we rescued. I was thinking the pack and I could go up north, to where the giant horned faleker roam, and do a few weeks of serious hunting. My enforcers and I could design simulated maneuvers to run as well, sharpen everyone’s senses. I have to think through the details, once I know for sure where we’re going.” He tilted his head ever so slightly, knowing he needed to signal his willingness to accept Aydarr’s decision. The other Alpha’s strength pushed against his own and of course Aydarr would win. Jamokan always had to be mindful to steer clear of confrontation with the man, which chafed. In the old days, in captivity, he and Aydarr squared off fairly often. “Assuming you give permission.”
Badari Alpha Jamokan and his pack are growing discontented in the sanctuary valley, tired of coming in second place to the pushy new South Seas pack when it comes to assignments and everything else. On top of the discord within his pack, Jamokan is distracted by the search for the right woman to be a proper Alpha’s mate to partner with him in combat and in everyday life. Even the Badari goddess is warning him in visions that he and his pack are on the wrong path for a happy future. In desperation, he receives permission to take his entire pack north to the mountains for a two week hunting expedition, where he hopes to use the time and rugged surroundings to settle the soldiers down and restore order and discipline.
And figure out his own future.
When his men unexpectedly locate a hidden Khagrish lab, he goes to investigate and see if there are humans to be rescued. Little does he suspect he’ll be called upon to break one of the highest commandments of the Badari packs and bring a new disaster to those who look to him for leadership.
Before she became a Khagrish prisoner, Rosemari Parcher was a hydroponics technician on a gritty colony world, who unexpectedly won a planetwide contest. Tapped to receive her heart’s desire and move to a totally different life in the luxurious Inner Sectors, her life had become a happy dream. Kidnapped in space by enemy aliens and given to the Khagrish, she and other humans are the unwilling subjects of a bizarre medical experiment where a quick death seems to be her only hope. Rescued by Jamokan and his pack, she finds herself deeply attracted to the Alpha but the devious Khagrish aren’t through with Rosemari or the experiment.