Secret Santa Surprise: Book 29 in the Kindred Tales Series - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,2

And since the Kindred didn’t do divorce, there were no divorcees around. There weren’t even any widowers. Kindred medical technology could cure almost any illness and in the rare case where a wife was killed in an accident, the Kindred soul bond was so strong that her husband often didn’t survive her for long. They literally died of a broken heart.

Not that Melanie wished for accidental deaths or divorces or awful things like that on anyone. But the fact that there were none, just meant that the only available men up here on the Mother Ship were warriors who were much too young for her.

Warriors like Clear.

“So what did you want my opinion on?” he rumbled, leaning towards her holo-screen, his broad shoulder brushing hers.

“Oh, well…” Melanie cleared her throat and tried to compose her thoughts. “I’ve been working on this marketing vid to try and explain Twin Kindred to the people on Earth who have never met any. And to try and explain why, er…” She cleared her throat. “Why two of them need to share one woman.”

She could feel her cheeks getting hot as she spoke, but she tried to stay professional.

“The idea of two males sharing a female—this is a problem for humans?” Clear asked, frowning and raising an eyebrow.

“Unfortunately, in a lot of cultures, yes,” Melanie told him. “In plenty of places polygamy is condoned if it’s a man having more than one wife. But a woman having more than one husband is really frowned on.”

“But why?” He looked honestly confused. “Why shouldn’t a female have two mates to serve and protect and pleasure her? I would think that anyone could see the benefits.”

“Well, I’m sure a lot of women could,” Melanie said, trying to keep from blushing, when she thought about the “pleasuring” part of his argument. “But the Earth is still a pretty misogynistic place where lots of men don’t think women should get the same benefits they do. Also, there are a lot of religions that only condone one man and one woman in a marriage.”

“We are religious too,” Clear protested. “We worship the Goddess and she is the one who made us like this—who gave Twin Kindred the need to share a female.”

“Well, that’s part of what I’m trying to explain in this vid,” Melanie said, nodding. “Here—watch,” she told Clear and touched a button on her holo-keyboard.

The screen at once began projecting the images she’d been putting together. First it showed a human woman around twenty-five walking alone on a beach and a voice said,

“Loneliness can be awful. Looking for the right person to spend your life with and not finding them can be devastating. But did you know that some people can be lonely even when they’re with their closest friend?”

The scene changed to show two Twin Kindred—a Dark Twin and Light Twin, strolling along the same beach.

“Twin Kindred are more than just brothers. They stay together all their lives and are born with the biological need to share a mate,” the narrator went on. “When they find the right woman, they want to bond with her for life.”

The two twins and the woman saw each other and ran together, embracing in a big, three-way hug.

“There’s nothing wrong or unnatural about their relationship,” the narrator said. “It’s just the way things work on their planet of Twin Moons.”

“Wait—” Clear held up a hand and Melanie saw that his face had gone pale. She paused the video to let him talk.

“The humans really think we are ‘wrong’ and ‘unnatural?’” he asked, looking so genuinely distressed that she instantly felt bad.

“I’m afraid some do,” she said honestly. “We’ve done polls and focus groups down on Earth and unfortunately, there’s more resistance to a human woman bonding with Twin Kindred than with other kinds of Kindred.”

“But that’s awful.” Clear shook his head. “We only want what other males want—to find a female to love and cherish and make a family with.”

“I know, which is why I’m trying so hard to change that perception,” Melanie told him. She cleared her throat. “I think the problem is, uh, the way Twin Kindred, uh, bond a female to them. I mean, your, uh…you kind of…you merge, don’t you?” she asked, feeling like her face was getting so hot it might catch her long brown hair on fire.

“Our shafts merge when we bond a female to us, yes,” Clear said, without an ounce of embarrassment. “But that’s a natural biological function—the two twins becoming one. Why should