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by
 
Selena Bedford

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This book is a work
of fiction.  Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely
coincidental.
This story has sensual themes and is suitable for adults, 18+ only.  All
sexually active characters are 18 years of age or older.

Glossary

Affendor:
Pronounced a-FFEN-dor

A planet covered with ice.  Affendorians are large-size
tribe aliens.  They hunt for a living.   Tribe battles have been going on for
one thing: women.  Way less girls were born than boys.  They’re on their way
toward extinction.

Auzo:
Pronounced AU-zo

The best Affendorian warrior.  

Zapofillo:
Pronounced za-po-FIL-lo

The Affendorian tribe chief.  His hobby is to turn captured
women into his new wives.

Puebjorian:
Pronounced pub-JOR-ian

An ugly and mean humanoid species.  They are short, smelly,
and full of wrinkles.  They capture Earth women and sell them as wives to
Affendorians.

Table
of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

LEILA

Auzo is a real man.  He
stands up to protect me.  I look at the warriors in the room.  They are as
fierce as Auzo.  There is no way Auzo can defeat them all.

What is the vicious chief
going to say?  Will he throw Auzo a sword and ask the top warriors in the room
to fight Auzo?

I’m sure that terrible chief
is ready to do anything.  He was rude and demeaning to me.  And I’m sure he is
going to be mean and cruel to Auzo now.

Would he demand the warriors
to fight Auzo all together or one by one?  Auzo may have a better chance if he
fights one a time.  But he will exhaust eventually. 

God, please don’t let him die
in front of me.

Maybe the warriors will
refuse fight Auzo?  They are under his command, right?  But they are trained to
always obey their chief.  They are also so scared of their holy mountain Worken
Dorf and whatever Goddess they are bound to. The whole culture dictates that
they shall not refuse their leader. Even in the short time that I’ve been here,
I’ve seen Auzo bend to the chief’s will despite his best judgment, not once,
but several times.

Gosh, I can’t think further.

The chief’s smile is vicious,
his eyes cold.  He looks at Auzo like a lion measuring his prey, “Very good,
Auzo. Listen.”

Auzo stands still, his eyes are
spitting fire. 

The chief steps closer to
him.  “You’re a real hero, Auzo.  I admire you.  But let’s face it.  You met the
human girl only last night, correct?”

“Yes,” Auzo’s baritone is
deep.  He takes a quick look at me, and smiles.

“And you’re already declaring
your love for her to both me and our tribe.”

“Right.  I love her and she
loves me.”

“Isn’t that a bit too quick?”
he vicious smile appears again.

“Chief, you don’t understand,
and you never will.”

“Why not?  Look at how many
wives I have.  Don’t you think I know women better than you do?”

“You know their bodies, but
not their hearts, sire.”

“So, you’ve decided to die
for this woman, a stranger you met a couple of hours ago, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Auzo, because of your
dedication to me and the respect you hold in this tribe, I will give you a fair
chance.  I’m going to put you in a tent all by yourself.  You will think hard. 
Think about the women and wealth you are sure to receive as our tribe grows and
prospers.  Make sure that you do not die for nothing.”

He turns to a warrior, “Send
him away.”

The warrior stands up, “Yes,
Chief.”

He moves quickly to stand in
front of Auzo, and raises his hand in a salute.  “Commander, I will have to
take the order from our chief.”

“You can take me over my dead
body,” Auzo chuckles. He stares at the warrior for a long time and then
squeezes out two words, “Back off.”

The warrior moves one step
back, uncertain, and halts.  “Sorry, Commander.  I can’t.”

Auzo steps forward.  The
warrior stands stock still.  Suddenly, Auzo draws the sword from the warrior’s
belt, panther-quick to point the tip of the man’s sword right at his throat, “
Back.
Off.
” he voice is low.

The warrior swallows hard,
face turning pale.  But he doesn’t budge.

“I don’t want to shed my brother’s
blood.  BACK THE FUCK OFF!”

“I cannot!”

The warrior’s lips are
trembling.  But he refuses to move.

“Then I will have to kill
you,” Auzo pushes the sword deeper, making a slight depression on the warrior’s
neck.

The warrior’s Adam’s apple moves
deep down and then up again.   He tosses his head back a tiny bit but then
stands straight again.  “Kill me, Commander.”

Auzo stares at him for long. 
“Fuck!” he says, throwing the sword to the ground.  He turns to the chief, “No
fucking way I’m going to change my mind.  Chief, send all your fucking warriors
now.”

“Very good, Auzo, you’ve
passed the test,” the chief smiles happily.  “Sit down, guys, let’s talk.”

Auzo’s eyes are as big as
saucers. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

The chief grins, “Sorry,
Auzo, I was testing the faithfulness of both my warriors.  I guess I went a bit
too far, huh?  Everyone, take a seat.”

“Sire you’ve gone too fucking
far,” Auzo stares at him with a stiff smile.

We all sit down.

AUZO

Leila smiles at the chief and
shakes her head, “I hate you, chief.  I do hate you.”

She wipes her tears and then murmurs,
“But thank you, anyway.”

All the warriors smile at
us. 

We smile back.

Zapo sits on his big chair,
looking at us one by one.  Finally he opens his mouth, “It’s a promise we
made.  Now we will have to save the girls.  Tell me your strategy.”

“The number one concern is to
find them,” I say.

“Right, we’re not sure where
the girls are,” my right hand man Makwee adds.

The discussion goes on.

Leila looks at us and listens
carefully.  After a while, she smiles and says softly, “Maybe we should go look
on their island?”

 “What if they’re not there yet? 
Maybe they carried the girls to a small island somewhere and raped them?”
Makwee looks at her.

Leila’s eyes round, “Gosh,”
she murmurs.

“Let’s hope they don’t do
that,” Makwee tries to comfort her.

“Auzo?” Zapo looks at me.

I think for a few moments and
then say, “We can send small ships to scout for their battle ships.  It’s an
easy job.”

“Agreed,” Zapo nods to me.

I look at my man, “Vokin.”

He stands up, “Yes, sir.”

“Bring your trimarans to the
sea. Report any findings immediately.”

The trimarans are swift ships
with two small hulls attached to the main one.   It sails much faster than
other ships.

“Yes, sir,” he salutes and
rushes out.

 “We will get them if they’re
on the ship,” I look at my warriors.

“What if they’re back on the
island already?” a warrior asks.

“That, hmmm…”

I have to be very careful. 
The island is full of the cannibal inhabitants.  Every resident is a violent
soldier.  There are huge trees, thick bushes, and deep valleys everywhere. 
They can easily ambush us.

Worse, they use poison
arrows.  It is a slow and extremely painful death.

“We can’t send out a battalion,”
I say finally.

The other warriors shake
their heads.

“Let’s sneak in,” Makwee suggests.

We begin to discuss the
details.  Soon, we come to a decision: two small trading ships will get on
shore in the night.  Our soldiers will be on board, and by the light of our
moons, we will sneak into the forest.

“I want every soldier to wear
the animal skin jacket,” I say.  The jacket offers the best protection against
the poison arrows and other weapons.

“Yes sir, we will make sure
our men do that,” a few warriors answer.

“I’ll go with you,” Leila
looks at me.

“No fucking way, Leila, it’s
too fucking dangerous,” I stare at her.

“If we die, then we die
together,’ she says calmly.

I think for a few moments and
then look at the chief, “Zapo, can she come with us?”

The chief looks at me with a
smile, “First, you break the tribe rule and make her your woman, without my
permission.  Now you’re breaking one more rule by bringing a woman into battle. 
Do you know the punishment, Auzo?”

“Double death,” I smile.

The warriors chuckle.

“You have my mercy this time,
but don’t expect me to be so nice to you again.  Make sure you bring her back
alive.”

“Yes, chief,” I grin.

“And make sure you stick to
the two rules of your marriage.”

My heart sinks.  Hell, this
is not nice.  But these are the fucking tribe rules anyways.  “Yes, chief.”

Zapo stands up and walks
slowly, looking into the eyes of every warrior.  Finally he looks at all of
us.  “Boys, do your best but don’t do anything stupid.  I want to see you
again.  Understood?”

“Yes sir!” we roar. 

As warriors, we get excited
going to a battle.  We are not scared of death because we know our souls will
go to heaven.  We will be honored and we will live with our ancestors in the
beautiful Holy Mountain Worken Dorf. 

And we know our ancestors are
always with us.  As long we pray, they will come to our protection.  We will
win
.

LEILA

Whatever the meat that’s cooking,
it smells like roast beef, and it smells good.   “Auzo, it doesn’t have to be
well-done,” I swallow my saliva, looking at the sizzling meat on the fire.

“I know you’re hungry, baby,”
He rips off a big piece of meat and smiles, “open your mouth.”

I open my mouth and take a
bite.  The proteins seep through my whole body.  This is my first real meal since,
gosh, over a month?  I hate those silly straw balls. 

I’m swallowing my bites hard
and fast.  The meat is burning hot.  I huff and puff.

“Spit it out, damn, you’re
going to get burned,” Auzo urges.

I swallow hard.  The meat
gets stuck in my throat.  I swallow again.  It goes down this time.   Oh, boy,
this is the best meat I’ve ever tried.

“Why didn’t you spit out? 
Did you get burned?” Auzo stares at me.

“Why should I spit it out? 
It’s
food
, okay?”

Auzo puts the rest of the
meat on a big wooden tray.  He uses a long knife to slice it quickly.  Then he
put the tray in between us.

I look around. There is no
cutlery.  I smile, looking at him.  My eyebrow shoots up for a short moment.

“What?”

“How are we going to eat?”

He looks at me, puzzled. 
Then he smiles, “Let me show you.” 

He picks up a large piece of
meat and opens his big mouth.  He puts the meat in and chews fast.  “Fuck, this
is hot,” he mumbles.

I watch and then pick up a
small piece.

“Oh, no,” he holds my hand.

“Why?” I look at him.

“This is your
dirty
hand.  Use that one instead.”

Oh, wow, this is… gross, I have
to admit.  They use their left hand as toilet paper, huh?

I shake my head and smile. I have
a lot to learn before I can become the qualified wife of a great warrior.

We eat and chat.  The wine
tastes like Jack Daniels, but it’s much stronger.  My throat is burning, I’m
sure I’m actually catching fire.

“You guys drink this every
day?” I gasp, trying to blink back my tears.

“Only the best warriors.  The
regular wine is tasteless.”

I look at the amber liquid
carefully.  I see a few tiny leaves and God knows what else floating up and
down.  “Is this home made?” I ask.

“You mean ‘is this clean’,
right?” he chuckles. 

“Okay, let’s pretend that’s
what I mean,” my cheeks are burning hot.

“Look, alcohol is
disinfecting, okay?”

“Sure, wine does kill
disease,” I take a small sip and let out a long breath.

Suddenly I remember
something.  “Auzo, what does that mean…” I try to bring back my memory.

He looks at me with a broad
smile, waiting.

“You know, in the meeting,
the chief mentioned something about our wedding?”

“Oh, that.  It’s a good thing
he let you to be my wife, right?”

“Right.  But I remember he
said something, like… rules?  You have some rules?  What the heck are those rules?”

Auzo sucks at his wine and
smiles, “Let’s eat first, okay?”

I look at him.  Weird, why
didn’t he answer my question?

Curiosity seizes me.  “Auzo,
can’t you just tell me what I should be expecting?”

Auzo studies me for a short
moment and then asks, “Sure you want to know?”

“Yup.”

“These are not pleasant traditions
though.”

My heart sinks.  What the
heck is going on?  This tribe is full of stupid rules.  But still, I want to
know them, good or bad.  “Don’t worry, Auzo.  I know how to deal with bad
news.”

“Okay… the first rule is no
sex before the wedding.  You okay with that?”

My heart hops like a scared
bunny.  I was actually expecting a hot sex after this meal.  But now I have to
wait till our wedding.  “I think so.  You?”

“I will try,” Auzo grins. 

“What do you mean?  Are you
going to break the rules again?  You may actually get punished this time.”

“Hell, I’ve broken the rules more
than once already.  It doesn’t really matter if I break one more.”

I look at him and smile,
“then I’ll break the rules with you.  What’s the second rule?”

“The second… the second,” his
voice diminishes, his teeth chewing hard at his lower lip.

“Auzo?”

“The second… Leila, you… you
will have to spend the wedding night with the chief.”

“What?” I can’t believe my
ears.  To be in bed with that old jerk?  This is so gross.  I want to be with
my new hubbie for my wedding night.  “No fucking way, Auzo.”

“But this is the tribe rule.”

“So what?”

“Look, Leila, you may not
understand.   I swore to obey these rules.  Our ancestors are watching.  I have
to obey these rules.”

“I’m sure your ancestors
understand what’s wrong and what’s right.”

“This is the tradition that
has been going on in the tribe for generations, okay?  Everyone believes that this
is the right thing to do.”

“Everyone?  How about you,
Auzo?  You think this is the right thing to do as well?  You won’t feel the
anger and humiliation when that old jerk fucks your new wife?”

He stands up, his hand
turning into a fist.  Blood veins shoot up high on his neck.

After a long while, he sits
down again, hitting his head with his huge fist.  “Sorry, Leila, I can’t
protect you for this.  I’m not a real man.  I’m nothing.”

He raises his head, looking
at me.  I see sorrow in his eyes.  After a long while he whispers, “Leila, are
you going to leave me?”

I walk over and kiss him,
“Don’t be silly, Auzo.  Now you’re my man.  I’ll be with you for the rest of my
life.  And I’m sure we can figure out a way to deal with this stupid rule.”

“You think so, Leila?”

“Yup.  I’m sure there is a
way.”

“Let’s hope so, Leila, let’s
hope so.”

We sit by the fire eat,
drink, and chat.  I don’t know when I fall asleep.  I wake up to see the
sunshine peeking through a tiny hole on the tent.

Auzo lies on the floor, sound
asleep.  I walk out of the tent and see kids running around.    A few young
women walk by, carrying water urns on their heads.  They give me a sweet smile
but don’t slow down.

I return their smile.  Soon,
I will be one of them, being busy preparing breakfast for my family.  

How many kids am I going to
have?  Are they going to be as strong as Auzo? 

Well, boys have to be
strong.  But girls should be sweet and soft.

I smile, stepping back into
the tent. 

I want to make a breakfast
for Auzo.