On a late-night shuttle to orbit, T’mari reflects on jeans, pheromones, loyalty, and the man who called her “my American girl.” As she prepares to meet her uncle for a diplomatic briefing, her mind is still on Matt—and the human world she’s learning to want.
Matt Marmaduke greets Amazon’s incoming team with blunt clarity, assigning roles, acknowledging hidden agendas, and reminding every newcomer that the Freehold protects both V’ren and human lives. In one meeting, alliances are formed, boundaries are set, and the work of integration begins.
Matt explains to T’mari that it’s time for the wider world to meet the V’ren—beginning with his own community. What starts as political prep quickly turns personal as he invites her to join him, not just as a representative, but as something more. She sees through it, but doesn’t pull away.
In the quiet of Matt’s kitchen, T’mari meets Angelina Reyes—part friend, part gatekeeper, and wholly in charge. Over coffee and conversation, belonging begins not with permission, but with an open seat and a shared meal.
Over a simple farm dinner, Matt offers T’mari the ancient welcome of his family’s land—guest right at his hearth and table. Between shared histories, cultural respect, and talk of futures under open skies, a bond begins to form, rooted in hospitality and the promise of sanctuary.
T’monn stared out the window, the Missouri night rolling past in streaks of dark and light.
“If you told them to leave,” she said, “they would. But most would rather stay.”
Matt didn’t answer right away. The red demon called Pickup growled beneath them, chasing its own headlights through the gravel dark.
“They’re not going anywhere,” he said. “This is home now.”
Alone in her quarters at day’s end, T’mari records a private message to W’ren. She admits her first-contact misstep, reflects on Matt’s quiet gravity, and shares her worries for L’tani. Between the Missouri twilight and her own sleepless thoughts, she resolves to do better—for her people, and for Earth.