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Beyond My Knowing, chapter 33

As Anara was thinking these things, Miteza and Artem saw. They saw Kes on a man’s bed on her back. They saw the man paying two other men for her, saw him carrying a struggling Kes back to his house, to his bed, saw him unzip his pants, saw what he wanted to do, heard his voice telling her things, felt Kes lash out and flee…
Anara had seen all of those things too, it had all been there when she’d seen Cagen’s face through Miteza’s eyes. The face of the man who had tried to rape her wife. She’d never experienced anger like that before. Never felt such a complete and all-consuming need for violence and murder before. It was relatively rare among the females of her kind, but she knew that a Kazon male could go into a deep rage in a similar way if his wife were ever threatened or violated by another man. No male could violate another male’s wife, or even a male’s husband (even as looked down upon on as male/male relationships often were among her people), that way without cost if it became known. If it happened, it wouldn’t even be uncommon for a group of males to beat the guilty to death. The law of Two was sacred to all her race, and those who broke it were never shown mercy if their crimes were discovered. And it was sacred to her as well, Anara realized. Because she’d felt it. She felt it in a way she’d never understood it before. Felt the wrath of it from the depths of her soul, written indelibly into her blood and bones, and known it was right and essential to her every breath to kill the man who’d threatened and mistreated her wife. Even now, a part of her wanted badly to pick her knife back up desecrate his corpse, cut it apart and burn it unto ashes until the stain of him was gone entirely. It seemed anathema to her for even his corpse to be allowed continued existence.
She felt a growl rumble up from deep in her throat and she realized that she was rocking back and forth too much. She pinched her eyes closed and forced herself to breathe again. To think of Kes, and only of Kes. In and out, one breath, another breath.
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LOVE,a powerful weapon when looking into the face that you fear the most .ANARA never hesitated to protect KES ,her wife from the face of danger .MITEZA realized what she thought she knew about love was not what she had .KES when pushed met the old woman head-on and won but not without punishing herself in the process.They need to go and quickly.One helluva post,thoroughly enjoyed reading this but keep them safe please.THANKS,ps.