am capable of learning and controlling. I also have no idea if this will eventually drive me insane, like the female, Loquan. Something like me can never be created again.”
“How can you prove any of this?” the Commander wasn’t sure if this was some kind of elaborate trick or not.
Cindrac held his hands up. “Shut down the entire outpost for ten seconds, then restart all systems.”
Freya shrieked when the station went dark, and a chair scraped. When the lights came back on, the Commander was standing with a weapon trained on Cindrac.
“Who the fuck are you, and what do you want?” the giant growled, holding Freya behind him with one arm, the weapon held steady in the other.
“Outpost Commander Dar Vacanow, I’m going back in time to try and prevent the enslavement of my world, and you’re the only ally I can trust that will be in each time period of the last five hundred years,” Cindrac admitted to the astonishment of the couple.
Chapter Six
Dar paced the kitchen in his quarters, made smaller by his large frame, while Cindrac let his words sink in for the couple. For a few minutes, Cin was concerned about whether or not he’d made the right decision in coming here. That fear vanished when Dar lowered his weapon and ran a hand through his hair.
“How is this happening?” Dar turned a concerned blue gaze to Cin. “I’m getting flashes of memory of you in my past.”
Cin smiled broadly. “That must mean that we do work together, and I went into your past to meet you so that we’ll know one another. What is your earliest memory of me?”
Dar shook his head, struggling to understand what was happening. “I was a little boy, playing with the sea dragons on the shore of the Argassian Sea on Mascador. How is this possible? I swear I’ve never seen you before you came on this outpost only minutes ago!”
Cin filed the information away to use later, determined to meet little Dar on the seashore and alleviate any fear of him that the giant warrior might hold.
“Wait.” Dar looked shaken as he spoke. “We’ve been friends for centuries. You’ve helped me and dozens of other worlds and beings more times than I can count.”
Dar ran both hands over his head and stared in shock at Cin. “Is any of this real? What’s happening to me? How can my life be changing as we speak?”
“Mine is too,” Freya whispered in fear and awe. “Cin helps you rescue me from the Consortium.”
Freya reached a shaking hand down to her leg and burst into tears. Dar was instantly at her side and turned to Cin when he realized what had Freya so rattled.
“You help me save Freya before they amputate her legs!” Dar was close to tears with gratitude.
“It’s like a fuzzy memory that’s fading away,” Freya sniffed and smiled at Cin.
“So far, I’m not doing anything to help you,” Dar’s voice trembled in gratitude and shock. “What can I do?”
Cin smiled, running through the new memories forming of the giant and his beautiful mate. “I needed to come here and see how far back I must go to meet you and form our friendship. Like you are remembering, we will help one another through the centuries, as true friends.”
“Are you going back to the inception of the elite plan or the last American civil war?” Freya asked.
She felt strangely concerned for a man she’d just met but had centuries of fond memories of Cin’s friendship. It was all so surreal, and a little frightening, but Freya knew in her heart that Cindrac was a good man.
“I’ve discovered that the further back I go, the more chance there is of chaos and unintended ripple effects,” Cindrac admitted, hoping to avoid unintentionally destroying the universe. “I’ll go back to the dying gasps of worldwide freedom and begin there.”
“Why can’t you just finish the bastards off in this time and free everyone?” Freya was getting nervous about Cindrac’s mission and wondered if it would keep her from meeting Dar if Cin changed the past.
Cin saw Freya’s nervous look at Dar and the way her hand tightly clenched his giant one. “I will go back a decade before you meet Dar. I won’t let anything happen that will prevent you from finding one another. I swear it on my life.”
Freya stood. “I think we all need some more coffee.”
“Thank you.” Cin wasn’t sure what else he could say to reassure her.
The moment Freya left the