Sasha raised a narrowed gaze at Julius, wondering if Doctor Sailor was fated to be in the struggle. She snorted and then queried almost arrogantly, “What do you mean, Julius? Is Doctor Sailor fated to be in this struggle?”

Just like me, my mate, Sasha didn’t want population but determination; she believed it wasn’t all about the number of immortal shifters that agreed to save humanity but those that would be loyal and determined to fight till the end. We only wanted those that would see this vision as a thing of the heart and not of choice; after what Jamole did to us we had lost fate in recruiting...