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turned, it would be harsh. The males would learn something about their past behavior in an unpleasant way.
    Geena wondered if she’d be there to see it since right now she was about to head to Oison and she honestly had no idea what the future would bring. The ship might arrive at any time. All they’d been told was to be ready today to load up at a moment’s notice. All her items were packed, most of it was in storage since they were allowed to bring what would fit in the trunks the Mazlans had provided based on the requests made by the soon to be mates.
    She had met some of the other females and they were a varied group. The Mazlans had some requirements in place such as age, intelligence, and overall health but Earth’s government had managed to slip in what it considered undesirables while still sticking to those requirements. Their judgement on what was undesirable seemed flawed to her way of thinking. Many of the females were highly educated or trained in leading fields like engineering or physics. How could anyone with skills in that area be undesirable?
    The females were also attractive as far as she was concerned. Not in that model of the runway fashion, but beautiful in unique and wonderful ways. She would fire whoever was making the selections. He was probably the son or nephew of someone powerful but he was causing Earth to lose some of its biggest resources fast.
    What did she care anyway? There were few people she cared about left on the planet which was one of the reasons she hadn’t put up a fight when she’d been selected. That and she’d been assured she could come back later if she chose to. It was a rare offer so she took it since she wasn’t taking any risks. An alarm sounded, it was time to assemble with the other females to prepare for loading. It was funny that she would be hit with a case of nerves this late in the game. Her stomach rolled giving her concerns that she would lose the contents. Maybe it was just the lousy food they and the occupants of the station were fed. They’d been assured that Mazlans treated their mates well. Geena hoped that was true and soon she would see it for herself.
    Picking up her carryon bag which contained a few essentials, she headed to the dock where they would all assemble. Suitcases had been picked up first thing this morning and taken to a loading zone to wait until the ship arrived. A rumor had spread that it would be this afternoon before they were picked up but that must have been incorrect. She joined the throng of females moving to the assigned area where she observed them loading already. It made sense since they were dealing with passengers in the thousands. The space station had been added to when the bride program began to accommodate the large number of temporary visitors that would assemble prior to leaving for good.
    Some of the Mazlans stood on the docks directing the flow of women. They were large males with one in particular standing out. Her heart went crazy when their eyes met for a brief moment causing a buzz like static electricity to run over her. He moved on scanning the crowd so he must not have felt the connection she had. The guy was gorgeous, muscular like an athlete, and confidence just oozed from him. Just her luck to develop a crush on one of them and not have any of the interest returned.
    The Mazlans kept the line moving making her wonder how they were getting so many women settled in so fast. By the time she was near the door Mr. Sexy had disappeared. She was curious about who he was and what his job was. Would she see him again or would he be holed away somewhere for the trip? Was he one of the prospective grooms/mates? Did it even matter since she had no control over her future right now? As she entered the ship she was directed to a hallway where the doors were open. A crewmember was giving them instructions. Pick a room and put your hand on the entry pad next to the door. It would store your hand print letting no one else