Wyt and Wild

By Viola Grace

Waking in the arms of a strange man is also something Alessandra hadn't counted on, but Effin is just the person to rescue the damsel and fight off the predators who see her as an easy snack. With his skills as a hunter, he can find her in the dark, and damned if she doesn't want him to.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Nov 19, 2010
• ISBN: 9781554875078

Viola Grace

Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.

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Alessandra Wyt has been hooked to computers for the majority of her tenure in the Alliance for her talented intuition, but when an opportunity for reassignment to the Sector Guard came up, she jumped at the chance, so to speak. With her mind unable to handle space travel, she is shipped unconscious across the galaxy. The odds of her ship being damaged and her pod being ejected are astronomical, but she does not have time to do the math on her way down to the uninhabited world beneath her.

Waking in the arms of a strange man is also something she hadn't counted on, but Effin is just the person to rescue the damsel and fight off the predators who see her as an easy snack. With his skills as a hunter, he can find her in the dark, and damned if she doesn't want him to.

Effin is sure of only one thing, if his woman is headed to the Sector Guard, then he is signing up.

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Wyt and Wild

Copyright © 2010 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-55487-507-8

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Wyt and Wild

Sector Guard Book 7

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

The whirring of gears and motors filled the air as the extraction machinery swung into position.

I will be fine. It was the ninth time she had reassured her handler, Stonor. Alessandra Wyt had been the controller for the relay station for four years and now that post was at an end.

Once they connected the new relay, she would be free to start her new position as the logistical head of the Sector Guard, Morganti team. The new relay was hooked up and their minds were colliding in a number of small tasks within Echo Station 9. Allie slowly pulled her mind back until she was only occupying her own mind once again.

Replacement is in position and has acquired control of the station. Removal of previous relay may commence at any time. A voice that was no longer Allie's started to emanate from the speakers. The new relay was ready, in his tank and completely wired to be one with the small station.

Stonor and the new relay worked to enter the codes that would free her and in a rush of oxygenated liquid and a riot of wires, Allie was back in the physical world and puking the fluid out of her lungs.

They had drawn her out sunny side down, her mouth and lungs cleared rapidly, allowing her the first draw of air she had enjoyed in four years. Enjoy was probably the wrong word to think of as the harsh, dry air whooshed into her lungs. Sharp ribbons of pain were par for the course.

They disconnected the main leads and hooked her vital functions up to the mobile care unit that they had prepared. Stonor supervised the technicians who were listening to his orders raptly, never having seen the decanting of a relay before.

The majority of her ports were on her back and the rear of her skull. They felt icy in the open air as she was wheeled through the halls and carried over doorsills. Allie looked down at her hands where they fell next to her face and started to open and close them. She couldn't have swatted a dead fly with the strength she had.

Four years of only minimal motions had turned her muscle tone into an empty space saver on her body. She only had engaged in enough for basic maintenance. Now that she was out, she knew it was a mistake.

Hindsight was always 20/20.

The small medical bay was a welcomed sight. The reflection in the plexi of her case let her see the doors that she had been dreading until this moment. They had never looked better.

It was time to start the next portion of her life and that next portion could not be enacted in Echo Station 9.