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Isleña didn’t truly know that the man was saying, but she imagined it to be complimentary and not-so-subtle. The woman chuckled and rolled her shoulders, accepting whatever comment he proffered. She was not picky when it came to these sort of things.

— but then he asked a question, and she recognized one word: alone. Alone she was not! A Luk was never alone, and it was preposterous that the man even suggest such a thing. Did she not wear her packscent like the heaviest of perfume? Did her every movement not suggest the confidence and swagger that a woman who rolled deep might possess? Isleña was not alone, and would never be alone, for as long as she would be alive.

“No!” she gasped, backpedaling a step as if the man had struck her. “Not ever!”