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    Saved By The Cyborg: Cyborg Protectors, #3
    Saved By The Cyborg: Cyborg Protectors, #3
    Saved By The Cyborg: Cyborg Protectors, #3
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    Saved By The Cyborg: Cyborg Protectors, #3

    By Alyse Anders

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    With the enemy closing in, a cyborg must do everything he can to save his mate.

    Eagan has a brilliant tactical mind and was instrumental in the cyborg's defeat over the Sholle, but in the years since the war, he's been on his own. With the arrival of a Sholle scout ship, he's pulled back to active duty and changed with not only saving the lives of the Grus but also a ship full of human women. When he meets his mate, Beth, Eagan's world is turned on his head. Now, he must not only find a way to defeat the Sholle but save Beth from the Grus who want to keep them apart.
     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAlyse Anders
    Release dateFeb 28, 2020
    ISBN9781777038212
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      Saved By The Cyborg - Alyse Anders

      Chapter One

      Eagan hadn’t flown a ship off Zarlan’s surface since the final days of the Sholle war nearly two decades ago. It had been made clear to him that there was no room for a man with his skills anywhere on Grus Prime space station. Not only was he a cyborg, but a skilled tactician who’d been instrumental in creating the war plan they’d needed to drive the Sholle away from their sector for good.

      At least, that’s what he’d thought had happened.

      Rykal had contacted him an hour earlier with the words Eagan had never thought he’d hear again.

      The Sholle were back.

      They hadn’t attacked either Grus Prime, nor Zarlan itself. As of the last report, three scout ships had entered the edge of the sector’s sensor range and were holding position. That gave Eagan time to process the information and take a shuttle to the station where he could convene with the Grus leadership to determine the plan of attack.

      And how many cyborgs would be sacrificed this time.

      The atmospheric storm was stronger than normal, violently shaking the small shuttle. Normally, there was a Grus pilot and co-pilot who would fly any recalled cyborg up to the station. This prevented any of their kind from having access not only to a ship that could be used to attack the station, but also allow the cyborgs to leave the planet without authroization. While the Grus claimed that the Fallen – the most sanitized term for cyborgs they could have come up with – were their own people who could come or go as they pleased, the truth was they were in all ways prisoners.

      Grus Prime to shuttle. We have you on our systems. Please continue on approach vector alpha.

      Eagan signaled his acknowledgment, even if he didn’t vocalize it.

      He tried to not hate the Grus, hate what they’d turned him into, but it was difficult. He’d been forced into the war with the Sholle the first time around because his attack and defense simulations had been the most successful. Having a tactical mind was one thing, but being forced to convene with commanders while firing weapons on the battlefield was another.

      No one in his small detail of soldiers had been aware of the presence of the bomb that took his leg, gouged his side and stole the lives of the others. Eagan had never been so far out of his element. Until they pulled him from the rubble, connected cybernetic enhancements to his body and installed a matrix into the back of his brain. His life, or re-birth as they loved to call it, completely changed at that point.

      His brain saw things even better than before. His body was stronger, faster and more responsive.

      It was a shame his emotions couldn’t come along for the ride.

      The moment the shuttle popped out above the planet’s exosphere, peace descended over him. The blackness of space was a balm across a wound he hadn’t realized was festering, soothing the old hurt. Grus Prime hovered in the distance, a grey-blue beacon calling out to him, reminding him of the life he once had. There was something different about the station, something he couldn’t quite reconcile with his memories. The running lights directing him toward the docking bay were the same, as was the shimmer of the energy shield that protected the Grus home.

      Eagan reached up and scratched at the back of his head, frustrated when he realized that the itching felt as though it was inside his brain.

      Wonderful.

      On top of an imminent attack, he possibly had a glitch in his system.

      Ignoring the itching as best he could, Eagan maneuvered the shuttle toward the docking bay. The moment the shuttle passed through the energy shield, a voice echoed loudly in his head.

      Attention cyborg. You are now approaching Grus Prime Station. You are prohibited from connecting your systems to the central computer. Failure to comply will result in immediate decommission. Acknowledge.

      The station’s AI had been part of his creation upon the cleanup from the Sholle war. He’d worked with Commander Aidric to ensure the cyborgs wouldn’t pose a threat to the Grus, who would be powerless to defend themselves against a full-blown attack. The fact that the voice sounded feminine was his doing, though hearing it now, he should have considered a more neutral voice.

      Acknowledge cyborg.

      Eagan clenched his teeth. I acknowledge. Maybe the itching in his head wasn’t a glitch, but rather an unexpected by-product from the AI’s monitoring systems? If their entire world didn’t go to hell in the next few hours, he might consider talking to Commander Aidric about it.

      If he could manage to stomach the interaction.

      He easily finessed the shuttle into the docking bay, landing it with as little impact as he could. It only took a moment for him to disengage the engines and decompress the shuttle before the door opened allowing him to leave. Protocol dictated that he be greeted with a full complement of security guards who would direct him to a contained waiting facility, so he was shocked when Rykal and Darrick instead approached the shuttle alone.

      Stepping out into the docking bay generated an odd sensation of nostalgia and something else that he couldn’t quite place. Both men were looking at him strangely, their gaze not once leaving him. Eagan fought the urge to shake his head or reach up once again to scratch. I’m here.

      Rykal shared a look with Darrick before stepping forward and holding out his hand. Did you take any scans of the Sholle ships on your way up?

      The shuttle’s sensor range doesn’t reach that far, but I gathered what information I could. I take it they haven’t moved?

      No. Darrick crossed his arms, highlighting his hulking frame. They haven’t done anything yet but scan the station. Even then we’re not certain what information they would have received given the distance.

      They’d never been interested in the station before, only the planet and what resources they could strip from the surface. None of this made sense to Eagan. It’s possible they’re trying to determine if we’ve weakened enough for them to come back and finish what they’d started. He took a step forward, but his gaze snapped to a ship sitting off on the far end of the docking bay. What’s that?

      Before he was able to change his direction toward the unknown ship, both Rykal and Darrick were at his sides, their arms moving him away. Rykal kept his gaze locked on Eagan. That is a separate problem for after our meeting with the Grus command.

      Eagan didn’t know why, but there was something important about the ship, something that was tied in with the Sholle’s presence and what was going to happen. He didn’t know how or why he knew this, but it was in his heart the truth.

      The further away he got from the ship, the easier it was for him to focus. I expect an explanation.

      You’ll get one, Darrick said as he released his hold once they entered the corridor. There will be no avoiding it.

      Let’s keep our attention focused on the problem at hand. Rykal also release his grip, though he didn’t move as far away as Darrick did. Aidric has informed the rest of the Grus high council about the Sholle’s presence.

      Eagan hated everything about this. Hated that he knew the Grus would expect him to come up with a plan to protect them while also putting the Fallen in danger. They’d expect him to do this as quickly and efficiently as possible before returning to Zarlan’s surface to continue his necessary exile.

      What made matters worse is that he’d do it. Every last thing.

      He hated the Grus.

      The emergency lights flashed as they traversed the corridor, now cleared of most Grus personnel. Non-essential people would have been sent to the residential section of the station where the families were segregated and kept safe from any alien or cyborg arrivals. He hadn’t been there since after the war when the station had been a military facility, rather than the last hope

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